Funk, Funky and Funked Up

Argh. What is it about not posting for awhile that perpetuates this chasm of meh? I have little stuffs to post but it’s been so long that they seem not worthy.

And work. Work keeps getting in the way. It’s like they want me to do stuff for my paycheck and health insurance. So, I work. It can be intense at times and it just burns up any ambition I have for anything else. What a Funk that is.

I have some side ‘work’ to do….my work history is in design for print, mostly…so the lovely ladies at Sew, Mama, Sew gave me an opportunity to work on some stuff for them but graphic design is something you need to sit down and get your head into….then I’m back at finding the time to do it. Funk. I’m taking some days off soon. Work gives me serious burn-out, so I’m happy to have that PTO benefit! You know, to work on other stuff.

There’s also this matter of gifted fabric. Sometimes getting a haul of fabric from someone’s grandma’s basement is great. Sometimes, it’s a major fail. I try to be really picky about taking in items as I have limited space and time, so this last time I only took a few patterns and knits…I wear and make clothes for the kids mostly in knits. Knits will get used. Even funky knits. Those kind that are so ugly that they’re kinda cute and a few practical knits.

funky knit
funky knit

I’m soooo glad that when I washed them I didn’t mix in too many of our regular clothes because HOLY KEROSENE BATMAN. These things must have been sitting next to an oil tank or kerosene lamp or an arsonist…they smelled so bad after a wash and dry I gagged. I had to rewash (read: douse with BioKleen bac-out and pray a LOT) some clothes that did get mixed in with the ‘safe’ colors…I’m so glad that worked but there’s no way I’m risking using the funky fabric. Funky nasty flammable. I think the CPSC might frown slightly. Flammable children = not good.

I took a few patterns – partially for the cute factor, but I had to leave most of them. At the end of the day, how many 50s cocktail dresses am I going to make and/or wear? My 20s are long gone (thankfully) and I already did my vintage clothing phase. I sold my 40s wool gabardine collection and my 50s cocktail dresses are hopefully being trounced around Portland by someone who can do them justice. Give me my jeans and a comfy top that can withstand my life as it is now and isn’t going to make me shave or wear heels every day. FTS. I’m too old and never did play well at being high maintenance.

However, this could be practical. It’s a wrap dress! That’s the definition of practical for dresses.

50s Cocktail Wrap dress
50s Cocktail Wrap dress

And another back-wrap style with a potato sack style that reminds me of Anneliese. I should send it to her so she can have matchy-matchy with her daughters. That might be weird…

potato sack
potato sack

I could not resist this pinafore/dress combo. You just know it was designed with some evil, slippery poly sheer crap, but dang, it’s such a cute drawing…

pinafore
pinafore

I doubt I’ll ever make them. Or these….but the cute won me over…

baby dolls
baby dolls

Vintage patterns….so cute.

I took a few knit undergarment patterns mostly out of curiosity.

slippery
slippery

And I’m a sucker for 70s hooker aesthetic…

halter
halter

I wish this shop was still open in Lake Oswego. Not that it could get me to go to Lake Oswego, but I’d pretend.

So, yeah. That’s been happening. Like I said, I have a few days off and a few things in the works…

OHOHOH, and a Portland Modern Quilt Guild picnic tomorrow. Yeah. I’m excited about that. I wasn’t sure I was going when it was announced due to some other family stuff, so I didn’t sign up for the bag swap. #FAIL. But I’m excited to go anyway. I’m going to walk up to ladies I don’t know and say, “Will you be my friend?” That will work out great.

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