This blog began as a (very badly kept) new year resolution. It’s been left aside fort years, but since I still like to have my little corner of the internets, I decided to put it back on its feet, little by little. There are still many, many things left to do, but hey: “done is better than perfect”.
This saying is relevant for sewing as well: I’m often too perfectionist (which, for me, is quite the same thing as being a procastinator) and I’ve always wanted to bite more than I could chew. This has always kept me from this simple task: sewing what I actually need. This is why I decided to rally the #makenine project this year.
This was in October, in Paris, before I left for Thailand – with Noctvrna, we couldn’ see each other as often as we would have liked since I had moved to another city, and we had settled to meet for a photo shoot before I took the plane for vacations. Since winter sewing is not really my thing, all I had for her was this shirtdress, reminiscent of fallen leaves and pumpkin spice lattes. Continue reading “A shirtdress amongst the rusty leaves”
I watch way too many series for my own good. I usually watch series while sewing, since they keep me company without being too much of a distraction from my handiwork. Since you can multitask watching series much more easily than by reading, I’ve noticed my time watching series now exceeds my time reading, which is quite a big shift for me!
I confess I sometimes watch stupid things, but my new addiction also made me discover great things. Since fall is back, and always makes me want to curl under a plaid with a cup of tea, I figured I could share some of them here… Continue reading “Selected cuts – 3”
Well, that’s official: fall is here. I may have repeated to anyone who would hear it that “summer only ends on September 22nd”, I may have enjoyed one last sip of sun and sea last sunday at La Baule (I went there to support my now-triathlete boyfriend), yet I have to face the sad, grey truth: it drizzled on Nantes when I last took my bike and hell, I even sneezed. Summer is over. Continue reading “Summer nostalgia”
This blog has changed a bit, certainly because I have changed a bit myself (having moved from one city to another, among other things). I had grown quite tired of the former design (the enigmatic and inquisitive Miss Dior by René Gruau), so it had to go (altough René Gruau is still there, as you can see). There were more in-depth modifications, among them Continue reading “A fresh new look”
I’m back! Summer seems to be my favorite sewing season. But who doesn’t love summer clothes, so light and so bright? I, for one, since I can’t stand more than 79°F. But when in May, as the days get longer, the flowers bloom and the shop windows are filled with vividly colored clothes at lats, I can no longer resist nature (or, err… my nature?) and I just have to tackle my summer sewing. Anyway, the sun exposure must benefit my productivity, because I can show you not just one little piece, but a whole outfit! Continue reading “Oh hello!”
Yes, after the pink dress and the red one, there was a third one… I’m not sure I have much to tell about this last one without repeating myself terribly. Let’s just add that I seldom wear any black and white clothes: because they’re so contrasting, I often find they have too much “charisma” to really show me to my advantage: is it the girl wearing the dress, or the dress wearing the girl (a surprising question, really, from a girl whose closet rather looks like a Pantone color chart)? But these lovely flowers were too tempting, in a dolce-vita-this-movie-is-in-black-and-white-anyhow kind of way… Continue reading “Sweetheart variations – 3”
I’ve been quite angry at Galliera Museum (sorry, Palace) lately. Its last exhibitions, Paris Haute Couture and Alaïa, albeit beautiful, were also rather badly explained. And the very last one, Papier glacé was just plain advertising for Condé Nast (nice to look at, but I’d rather not pay for that). I felt really disappointed by the museum and it director, Olivier Saillard, who had given me some of my very favorite fashion exhibitions. Luckily, I went back to the palace to have a look at the latest exhibition, Les années cinquante (the fifties), and I feel much better now. Continue reading “Pretty fifties”