Refashioned

As long as I'm making an effort to dress nicer and show off my awesomeness, I've got a little confession. I do, sometimes, like ..... frill.  I don't have a problem with pink.  I like lace, especially vintage lace, I can spend SO MUCH MONEY on vintage lace. You have no idea. I have a nice stock pile of vintage lace, and have been looking for new ways to use it.  I'm planning a lovely pencil skirt with a lace ruffle godet. I'm excited.

And I decided to refashion a tank top with a little lace.  Think I'll wear it to work tomorrow.

Its about style, not swag

I doodle whilst at work, between phone calls.  Well, doodle and watch movies. Occasionally there is a NCIS marathon.  Or maybe the programming on the History Channel or Discovery doesn't actually suck for once. But a lot of it is doodles. And today I doodled a cute little late 40's pencil skirted suit. I think I'm going to make it. Not that I have anywhere to wear it.  Except possibly grocery shopping, but that's something else entirely. (Seriously, why don't people dress up anymore?? I mean, I love me some comfy clothes, but why does going to shopping in your pj's seem like a good idea??)

Well fitting clothing is something that's not NEW to me, just not something I really cared about. Any ole pair of jeans that can stay up without bursting off... done. T-shirts, always the acceptable option. Sneakers always fit. But if I'm really going to be true to my authentic self (sorry, finished reading Casual Vacancy by JK Rowling, and while I didn't really LOVE of, its stuck in my head), I should project myself more.  Fitted clothing makes a person more confident. Not that j have a problem with that of course, but even I have days when my coyly awesome self esteem cracks a bit and I'm feeling schluby. And besides, as much as it may be non-feminist of me to say, every once on a while, I could use a couple of wolf whistles.

I don't think I'm going to turn into Kym KarCrapian anytime soon, (like I said, too much self esteem) but don't see the harm in tarting myself up a bit. I'm not going to go overboard, I don't even have a closet so I'd have nowhere to put oodles of clothes.  But a couple of really nice pieces, exquisite construction, timeless fabrics.... I can't loose. So this weekend I will window shop for some awesome fabrics and begin patterning.

National Pagan Coming Out Day

Today is NPCOD. And i just didn't make a big deal about it this year. Not that I don't think its important to show support for those who are thinking of coming out of the broom closet, but because I don't think there is a single person that I know that doesn't understand that I am a Pagan.  I'm as out as you can be without just going up to strangers and asking if they've heard the word of Odin.  And i won't do that because its creepy.  My multiple Christian friends are as aware of my Heathen faith as I am of theirs.  And to their credit not even one of them has tried to 'convert' me. Most people I know are mostly kind and tolerant.  Those that are not are not among my friends. 

But more than that, I think the reason I'm not pushing the NPCOD banner is because what others think of my faith is ....  well, meaningless really.  It one of many aspects of my life, and to be honest, worrying about what others tho of me just isn't really on my radar. I have other things to occupy my mind.  Children, mortgage, police chases careening trough my house. (No I'm still not reach to let that go)  I love who and what I am.  And I'm sure my gods love me too.

And that's all that really matters.