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Week Four . . . C'est la vie and Mable and Moneta

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In the final days of Me Made and, like near everyone else, I'm tired of the selfies.  So very tired.  I plug on though.  Surprisingly, I've made a considerable amount this month (see below), and . . . aside from being in a prolonged fight with the USPS and Girl Charlee over the location of my fabric and who is now responsible, I've had a good month on writing and sewing.  Need to get more writing done . . . but, my stress levels are calming down.  Perhaps because I have decided to take an hour and read a damned book everyday.  Perhaps.  Little things. Saturday: Another Archer . . . do not judge.  Archer number nine, this is.  I mean, look at that ribbon trim (with a hint of floral) and those glass buttons.  Oh yea, picking up a case of beer I lost a button.  Ha ha. RTW jeans, evil eye sandal from Bodrum, and the tiniest Coach I own.  Seriously, how is that even a purse? Sunday . . . Purple plaid thurlows...

A Negroni and Handmades

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Well, as most of the world knows (even if they don't celebrate it) Christmas just came and went . . . and in the western sense I celebrate it with gifts.  Of course, since I am American scores expect me to celebrate it in terms of mounds of cheap crap bought from local chain stores or procured via the internet and home delivery.  Yea, well . . . that didn't happen.  Just as I was (and am) serious about not buying clothes (bras, knickers, sock, and jeans are the exceptions . . . with my jeans now coming from a local maker when I purchase my next pair sometime in 2014--I bought two pair this year (from Turkey)) I am serious about the handmade gifts.  I am long done trying to shop for people.  For the few people I gift, they all know . . . orders and requests are permitted.  And trust me, the people who get handmade are pretty slim in number.  Why? I only gift people who matter and who will appreciate it.  Also, handmade . . . well, a shockingly larg...

Christmas Wishes and Winter on Que.

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Somewhere along the way Christmas happened, or so it seams.  It certainly has been a busy fall.  So damned busy, but in all fairness I can't really complain as that means that things are good . . . or at least in my book it falls that way.  I will say that from my list of fall makes I have one archer and one more blouse to make up.  Really, how awesome am I? Oh, those two hoodies . . . but those aren't needed until I jet off to Amsterdam in late March.  I sew, a lot, I know. Though, Christmas this year is from my sewing machine, knitting needles, wine vendor from the market, or my own kitchen prowess.  I make no bones about it, as well . . . I'm not keen on box stores, shopping for trinkets that are forgotten about in a month, and at this point most people in my life have things they want and need. Gifts this way are really gifts then, meaning more and at least hanging around a bit longer.  If you've been following along on Instagram you sa...