Finally I have found a new Anthropolofication piece. I want you to see the 'before' at the bottom of the page.
This piece was *perfect* for this time of year. I finished it just as the cherry blossoms were blooming and dogwood trees were blossoming. The colors of the tank are VERY springtime! Especially, springtime around here which is gray, pink and white.
I keep waking up to the wraparound windows in my bedroom and finding one gray day after another. They do say 'April showers bring May flowers' but I'm getting really annoyed!
The temperature is constantly hovering over 50 degrees. Warm enough to wear a light jacket, not warm enough to feel comfortable outdoors for very long. Mother nature is such a tease!
The tank has creeping gray, white and pink flowers. I really liked the way they are offset.
To make this piece I took a gray silk shirt and cut off the top and sleeves. What was left was a rectangular piece with points at the places where I'd sew in the straps.
I created five pleats in the front and three in the back which cinched the top and created a billow around the waist.
At first, I bought thin gray strap-like cord. But it wouldn't sew onto the material properly. In addition, it didn't exactly match the gray silk. So eventually, I cut a long piece of fabric from the top that I had removed and made the straps myself. It looks far more convincing than my first attempt.
I then took the flowers and glued them on as if they were creeping across the left side. It had a very overgrown garden look that I liked.
Speaking of gardening, I bought and planted those Topsy Turvey tomato planters! They are hanging from my gazebo. I have my doubts. But I also have a dream. A dream of warm, ripe, red tomatoes I can eat from the comfort of my patio furniture. Too good to be true? We shall see.
The pants are Anthropologie as well! Something from last season. I've noticed that they really lean toward cargos with cinches around the legs for springtime. I paired a set of ballet flats and a homemade orchid headband to complete the look.
Although, when wearing this tank I wouldn't recommend climbing in any trees. They are dirty, difficult not to mention dangerous!
When I decided that cherry blossoms would be perfect for these photos I imagined a tree with low hanging limbs and thick stepping branches. What I found was a tree with its first branch about ten feet in the air and thin, almost too skimpy branches to hold the weight of my body.
In retrospect, it was probably not the wisest idea. To accomplish the task I had to climb onto Brian's shoulders then reach for the closest hanging branch and pull myself up and onto it.
My legs and arms have the wounds to prove it! Not to mention my pants which instantly looked as if I had rolled around on a barn floor.
Don't even ask about the getting down part which had its own set of awkward challenges.
I was always good at climbing. Even though I'm normally afraid of heights and have very little upper body strength it was nothing for me to climb 20 feet when I was twelve.
Even after belly flopping from a weak ten foot high branch while reaching for a couple plumb blackberries, I hadn't felt much fear or found much challenge in it.
I do however remember the feeling of hitting the ground. I imagine it's the way someone feels just after being punched in the gut and having the wind knocked out of you. For a moment I didn't know if I could get up.
Perhaps some of that apprehension found its way into my memory yesterday as I pulled myself onto the first branch, because I seriously doubted whether or not I could hold on. You might not be able to tell from the above photo but there was about 10 feet of empty air between me and the ground. As I looked down I recalled the feeling of hitting the ground, stomach first.
And I don't know if it was that flashback or Brian's overt fear but at only ten feet in the air I felt my heart race. Climbing, it seems is for the young....or in my case....foolish.
Did I mention my aunt feel out of a mango tree and broke her hip? She was in her 80s though. Foolish love of climbing must run in my family.
I would say this cami would fit a small person. Although, it leaves a lot of room in the bust area. Currently, I'm a 34 C and it fit me mine.
Last day for posts is Sunday 4/26/09.
As usual, if you would like a chance to win this cami just link back to this post. If you have any questions see the "questions and answers" link to the right. If you use blogger just use the "create a link" link at the bottom of this post. If you don't use blogger, that's fine too. Just create a link on your page as you normally would and I will see it using Technorati.
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This piece was *perfect* for this time of year. I finished it just as the cherry blossoms were blooming and dogwood trees were blossoming. The colors of the tank are VERY springtime! Especially, springtime around here which is gray, pink and white.
I keep waking up to the wraparound windows in my bedroom and finding one gray day after another. They do say 'April showers bring May flowers' but I'm getting really annoyed!
The temperature is constantly hovering over 50 degrees. Warm enough to wear a light jacket, not warm enough to feel comfortable outdoors for very long. Mother nature is such a tease!
The tank has creeping gray, white and pink flowers. I really liked the way they are offset.
To make this piece I took a gray silk shirt and cut off the top and sleeves. What was left was a rectangular piece with points at the places where I'd sew in the straps.
I created five pleats in the front and three in the back which cinched the top and created a billow around the waist.
At first, I bought thin gray strap-like cord. But it wouldn't sew onto the material properly. In addition, it didn't exactly match the gray silk. So eventually, I cut a long piece of fabric from the top that I had removed and made the straps myself. It looks far more convincing than my first attempt.
I then took the flowers and glued them on as if they were creeping across the left side. It had a very overgrown garden look that I liked.
Speaking of gardening, I bought and planted those Topsy Turvey tomato planters! They are hanging from my gazebo. I have my doubts. But I also have a dream. A dream of warm, ripe, red tomatoes I can eat from the comfort of my patio furniture. Too good to be true? We shall see.
The pants are Anthropologie as well! Something from last season. I've noticed that they really lean toward cargos with cinches around the legs for springtime. I paired a set of ballet flats and a homemade orchid headband to complete the look.
Although, when wearing this tank I wouldn't recommend climbing in any trees. They are dirty, difficult not to mention dangerous!
When I decided that cherry blossoms would be perfect for these photos I imagined a tree with low hanging limbs and thick stepping branches. What I found was a tree with its first branch about ten feet in the air and thin, almost too skimpy branches to hold the weight of my body.
In retrospect, it was probably not the wisest idea. To accomplish the task I had to climb onto Brian's shoulders then reach for the closest hanging branch and pull myself up and onto it.
My legs and arms have the wounds to prove it! Not to mention my pants which instantly looked as if I had rolled around on a barn floor.
Don't even ask about the getting down part which had its own set of awkward challenges.
I was always good at climbing. Even though I'm normally afraid of heights and have very little upper body strength it was nothing for me to climb 20 feet when I was twelve.
Even after belly flopping from a weak ten foot high branch while reaching for a couple plumb blackberries, I hadn't felt much fear or found much challenge in it.
I do however remember the feeling of hitting the ground. I imagine it's the way someone feels just after being punched in the gut and having the wind knocked out of you. For a moment I didn't know if I could get up.
Perhaps some of that apprehension found its way into my memory yesterday as I pulled myself onto the first branch, because I seriously doubted whether or not I could hold on. You might not be able to tell from the above photo but there was about 10 feet of empty air between me and the ground. As I looked down I recalled the feeling of hitting the ground, stomach first.
And I don't know if it was that flashback or Brian's overt fear but at only ten feet in the air I felt my heart race. Climbing, it seems is for the young....or in my case....foolish.
Did I mention my aunt feel out of a mango tree and broke her hip? She was in her 80s though. Foolish love of climbing must run in my family.
I would say this cami would fit a small person. Although, it leaves a lot of room in the bust area. Currently, I'm a 34 C and it fit me mine.
Last day for posts is Sunday 4/26/09.
As usual, if you would like a chance to win this cami just link back to this post. If you have any questions see the "questions and answers" link to the right. If you use blogger just use the "create a link" link at the bottom of this post. If you don't use blogger, that's fine too. Just create a link on your page as you normally would and I will see it using Technorati.
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