only in chicago...
i hate the phrase "only in new york" because it is generally used in reference to some wacky thing that a crazy person has just done. like some batshit insane old man wearing a housecoat and fishnet stockings starts quoting from the communist manifesto in the subway station, and everyone just shakes their heads and says "only in new york!" knowingly to themselves.
well i think this is a totally unfair statement, because it implies that we don't have our share of the crazies in other cities. take, for example, the woman in the alley behind my apartment singing celine dion at the top of her lungs. only in new york indeed.
if anyone here ever hears me say that i'm going to make something out of the gothic lolita pattern mook again, please tell me that i am not an extra large, no matter how paranoid i am about japanese sizes being too small. i'm almost finished with this blouse and it is enormo on me. so in other words, i'm not almost finished with this blouse because i'm going to have to take it in. :P oh well. at least it's like the cutest thing of all time.
and i think i need to move my sewing machine away from the window because a.) it is covered in dust all the time, and b.) i am no longer pale because sitting in the sun all morning has caused me to develop a tan. and i'm kind of proud of my pale skin. and anyway, having a tan and then saying you got it sewing is not exactly the height of cool.
well i think this is a totally unfair statement, because it implies that we don't have our share of the crazies in other cities. take, for example, the woman in the alley behind my apartment singing celine dion at the top of her lungs. only in new york indeed.
if anyone here ever hears me say that i'm going to make something out of the gothic lolita pattern mook again, please tell me that i am not an extra large, no matter how paranoid i am about japanese sizes being too small. i'm almost finished with this blouse and it is enormo on me. so in other words, i'm not almost finished with this blouse because i'm going to have to take it in. :P oh well. at least it's like the cutest thing of all time.
and i think i need to move my sewing machine away from the window because a.) it is covered in dust all the time, and b.) i am no longer pale because sitting in the sun all morning has caused me to develop a tan. and i'm kind of proud of my pale skin. and anyway, having a tan and then saying you got it sewing is not exactly the height of cool.