Thursday, June 30, 2011

Last day of MMJ'11, and some thoughts

Yeah, so inwardly I was cheering as I set up to take my last daily photograph for this challenge.  I might look kinda calm and faraway here, but on the inside I'm throwing a party!
(for those who like to know: 10C-18C and quite quite windy today...)


Details:
Top; (just the end of the sleeves can be seen) the top part of Burdastyle magazine 08/2009, dress 128, charcoal marle wool-mix details here  (I have since removed the zip as the fabric is slightly stretchy and the top can just be pulled on...)
Skirt; Vogue 7303, bottle green cotton velveteen, details here
Coat; McCalls 5525 view B, charcoal wool, details here
Tights; Metalicus
Socks; handknit by me, details here
Shoes; Francesco Morichetti, from Zomp shoes
So, as promised I do have a few thoughts on how this month-long challenge went, which I shall now attempt to summarise in a clear and coherent manner, ahem...
Firstly and most importantly, I think the Me-Made challenges that Zoe organises are a fantastic idea.  On a roughly seasonal schedule, she sets up a Flickr group where seamstresses, seamsters people who like to construct their own clothing can all join in wearing their own creations for the month and share in the creative inspirational aura of "the group".  I have found everybody involved to be constructive in their comments, and very supportive of each other's efforts.  It can be difficult to make oneself wear one's own clothes... often people feel their stuff isn't "good enough", or that other people might judge their (real or imagined) less-than-expert construction or finishing details on their handiwork.  So any plan to get us out and proudly wearing our own stuff has to be a good thing.
However, there are some negatives... I'm not going to dwell on the eventual exhaustion of taking one's own photograph on a daily basis, everybody who has tried to do this challenge will be well aware of that.  For me the honeymoon was over at about the middle, when I had a few very busy days and found it hard to get into it.  Then I got a new little burst of enthusiasm for a few days, which then waned, then waxed, and waned again...
Another negative was the creeping suspicion that I was turning into a fashion blogger, an unsettling thought.  I never set out to be a fashion blogger, and have very little desire to become one.  True, I love fashion with a passion (hehe, I'm a poet, etc...)  I love playing about with my clothes, and trying out new and different combinations of matching different pieces together (simply because it is fun)  and the picture-taking process has proved an unbeatable tool for seeing how an outfit really and truly looks.  Everybody who has tried taking their own photos in this way knows that the outfit you dreamed up in your head doesn't always look super wonderful when you actually put it on.  Even your own image looking back at you in the mirror might appear pass-able, but then when you look at a photo of yourself, walking out and about in the real world, you might suddenly notice some problem that you didn't before.  You have a sudden flash of insight; hmmm, those jeans; way past their use-by-date, or what?!
So taking your own photo can prove useful in this way...  But still, fashion blogging doesn't sit super comfortably with me and I lived in fear that I would be spotted taking my own photo and mistaken for one.  One can only hope the fact that I made all my own clothes with my own hands somewhat alleviates the shallowness of documenting one's outfits...  and ups the interest factor just a touch?
As far as my wardrobe went, I coped fine with my all-me-made pledge, and only resorted to RTW tights, and most days a camisole or a scoop-necked Tshirt underneath, for thermal purposes.  And one particularly windy and cold day I wore gloves.  Yeah, I do have me-made gloves, but I had a lunch and shopping date with my son for his birthday, so I wanted to look smart, and my me-made gloves did not fit the bill.  Occasionally I had comments noting that I was not dressed warmly enough for winter, but I wasn't sure if those commenters realised that A. I was limiting myself to all me-made clothes and couldn't just pop on a few extra (visible) layers without breaking my pledge; and B. winter in Perth probably isn't as cold as people might think.
The usual lack of me-made tops made itself felt; if I am going to do this again I should concentrate on making more tops.  And especially white tops.  I wanted to reach for one of my small collection of white tops, like at least three or four times a week.  What can I say?  I'm a white top lover... so I am going to get onto that one.  I also wanted to wear my little brown hand-knit cardigan a lot, and I wore my trench coat on a daily basis as a dressing gown substitute, as my real dressing gown is not me-made.
My favourite, bar none, aspect of the challenge turned out to be that I chose this spot to take each and every photo.  I just love that I have this little daily snapshot of the winter weather; reflected in the sky and the river.  So glad I stuck with that plan...  The light might not always have been great (like today) for taking a good photo and I am usually a perfectionist in that respect, but meh.  That's the nature of light.
So that's it.  Would I do this again?  Hmmm, dunno.  Right now I'd say no, but ask me again in another few months...

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Musings on "winter"

So going by the comments I received yesterday on what I assure you was a really really winter-y day for Perth, I guess it is true that I am a terrible weather wuss (hangs head in shame)  But I was glad to see a few corroborative comments from fellow Aussies, agreeing with me that yes, 18C is cold.  Thank you, ladies.  It probably will get a bit colder here as winter progresses, and we may get a low of 5C for a few awful mornings, and it is possible there will be some whinging.  Fair warning.
But it was nice for us to get the rain.  Unfortunately for our water supply's sake, a typical winter's day in Perth looks more like today.  Although I did see a few grey clouds hovering in the distance, so we may see a few drops today, if we're lucky.
To give some weather perspective to this outfit for the penultimate day of Me-Made June, 11C-18C is our expected range.






Details:
Jeans; Burda 7863, khaki stretch gabardine, details and my review of this pattern here
Top; self drafted, navy and white stripe jersey, details here
Scarf; self-drafted, Debbie Bliss baby cashmerino, details and my pattern here
Trench; Burda 7786 modified to be double breasted, beige ripstop cotton, details here
Socks, hand-knit by me, not seen but same as yesterday, details here
Boots; Andrea and Joen, from Uggies in Dunsborough
Sunnies; RayBan


Actually, our family has survived short experiences in colder countries.  We visited Japan earlier this year, but I did not find Japan to be bitterly cold, like some other places we have been.  Japan has a pleasant kind of cold.  I think it is related to the lack of humidity, or something...
So, for your amusement I have here some photos of our family being incredibly brave about the cold.  These particular photos are from the coldest places in my memory...
The first was taken in Pennsylvania, USA, in early to mid December (I can tell that because my children and I are standing in front of a tree decorated for Christmas)  In case you can't see, because it is an old, poor quality photo, you can barely see a square inch of bare skin showing.  Our US friends often joked, "spot the Aussies!"
The second photo is of my children and me in Whitehorse, in the Yukon Territory, Canada; January.  We are each wearing at least three pairs of thermals/jeans which is why our legs look so bulky.  We are all begging Craig to hurry up and take the photo, dammit, because we were all seriously DYING!!, and could only stand still outside for mere seconds.  Like a split second after this photo was taken we all dived into Tim Hortons to thaw and revive. Our friend K, who lives there, thought we were hilarious. 
(And something completely mysterious: why don't more of the Me-Made participant's daily-outfit photos in these countries look more like this....?!)

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Puddle-y day

Looking at this photo, you will not be surprised to hear that we had not only the entire foreshore to ourselves this morning, but the entire park as well.  Yup.  Came across not another living soul, er, more correctly; came across no other humans or doggies...  birds aplenty were swooping from puddle to puddle, frolicking and fossicking about like crazy; overjoyed at all the wonderful worm-rich waterholes that had popped up overnight.  Making hay while the sun shines, so to speak, except the sun isn't shining hehe...  hmmm, so that doesn't really work, but you get my drift.
Today feels reeeeally winter-y, like winter should feel and thank goodness (14C-18C, if you're interested).  The rain is sooo welcome.  You see, when it rains in Perth, it really rains; comes down strong and heavy.  This is pretty fabulous, because it makes up for all those plentiful in-between days in which we get no rain.
This dress.  Can't quite shake the suspicion that it is borderline frumpy, but I've hung on to it because it is a good winter one.  I made it quite well and to last, if I say so myself.  The fabric is a good quality wool suiting mix, and it is fully lined and with a central back invisible zip.  I think maybe the skirt is a tad baggy on me, but this becomes a good thing when you want to, say, run like billy-o over to shelter during a sudden downpour.  Or curl up on the couch in the evening.  And possibly the hemline is maybe a tad long to be worn on its own, but I think the proportions of the dress look right when it is belted, like I have done here.  And belting =  warmer = a good thing.  In winter, natch.


Details:
Top; self drafted, grey/mauve jersey knit, details here
Dress; Burda 8511 fully lined and with fitting modifications, tobacco coloured wool mix suiting
Infinity scarf; self drafted and handknit by me from cream pure merino wool, details and my pattern here
Belt; emu leather, from Luxe
Tights; Kolotex
Socks; not seen, but handknit by me too, details here
Boots; Andrea and Joen, from Uggies in Dunsborough
Brolly; Charlie Brown, from David Jones

Monday, June 27, 2011

3 sleeps to go...

... and Me-Made June is over.
Sorry, I know it sounds like a whinge, but I am very over posing for a photo every day.  was over it probably 10 days ago, actually....  And yes, possibly I could have made it easier for myself by just posing at home or something, but when I decide to commit to something, I stick to it.  Plus, I know when I look back I will be glad I picked this spot to take my photos.  You know what?  The changing clouds and state of the waves on the river, and the wind, and rain (or lack of it); this has been my favourite aspect of looking back over my own photos this month.  I like that I have this little daily snapshot of how winter really is here.  I have loved how the clouds have looked, and how changeable the river is.  Of course I walk by here every day, so I see these things with my own eyes on a daily basis, but you take it for granted.  And you forget.  Having an instant pictorial progression to flick through; I'm really pleased I did it this way.  
I suspect I would enjoy it more if there didn't have to be me stuck right there in the photo, too...  but there you go.
I have a few thoughts festering about this me-made month and will do a sort of post-mortem summary when it is finished... in 3 sleeps...
In the meantime; this skirt.  It was for a time my favourite skirt.  I still love it, and drag it out once in a while, although I have a suspicion lean long-line skirts are perhaps so a-few-years-ago... but meh.  I still like it.
I've realised looking back through my photos of it here that there has never been a side-on shot of this skirt, to show off the layers properly (what was I thinking? my favourite feature!)  Here you can see the back of the skirt has four layers, and the front has four layers, and they all hang free from each other at different levels.  I was pretty chuffed with myself when I pulled this off.  Even now I'm kinda impressed with my old self.  I wish I could pat my old self on the back and say, "Yay! you did it.  Turned out OK!"


Details:
Top; the twist top from Pattern Magic by Tomoko Nakamichi, charcoal jersey knit, details here
Skirt; my own design, using Vogue 7303 as a starting point, pale pink, slightly shiny damask, to see this skirt styled in 6 different ways go here
Socks; not seen, but hand-knit by me, details here
Boots; Andrea and Joen, from Uggies in Dunsborough

Sunday, June 26, 2011

The age of reason (or not...)

Me-Made June, Day 26
I mentioned my son's 21st birthday yesterday; perhaps a background explanation of what that means in this country would be helpful, sorry.
The simple truth is... not very much any more, actually.  The age of 21 was once upon a time considered the age of adulthood, and the age that one "received the key to the door".
I say "once upon a time" because those concepts have gone in Australia, and even before my lifetime... When a kid hits 18 they are an adult in Australia.  At the age of 18, Aussies can vote, drink, smoke, get married without parental consent (allowed at the age of 16 with parental consent) and are considered to have achieved legal responsibility independent from their parents. 
Even the key-to-the-door idea is completely outdated now, when kiddies as young as 14 often need to have a house-key for various reasons... so the age of 21 and its subsequent big party are just one of those hoary traditions that have been kept up in Australia for no more good reason that it seems a good excuse for another party.  And Aussies need very little justification for keeping another milestone on the agenda that requires another party...


Re today's ensemble; I know I look terribly unstylish, but for explanations please see previous Me-Made June Sundays and attached musings on not caring about looking tres fly on those days...  I almost threw out these jeans after I saw how awful they looked the last time I donned them.  But then I wondered whether they could still function as a leggings-substitute for casual winter-y days... well, the colour!  I do so love this light neutral stone colour (petering out lamely)  So at the last moment they were saved from the Salvoes bag.  But I can see this outfit is somewhat... strange.
Hmmm, thinks; have definite problems tossing old and unflattering stuff out...  the explanation for my too-large wardrobe becomes all too apparent.


Details:
Dress; Simplicity 3745 with modifications, white dotted cotton voile and crocheted lace, details here, and to see this dress styled in 6 different ways go here
Cardigan; self drafted and part of a twin set, leopard print slightly fluffy jersey, details here, and to see this twinset styled in 6 different ways go here
Jeans; Burda 7863 with modifications, details here
Socks; not seen but hand-knit by me, details here
Shoes; Country Road


below: we found this salutation on the beach today

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Frazzled, or what?

Me, that is.  
We have been planning our eldest son's 21st birthday party, and the big event was last night.  He took the modern step of sending out initial invitations via Facebook which, me being a Facebook ignoramus and having heard stories like this, sent a few chills down my spine.  Tim assured me there were safe and locked ways of doing this... but still.  I've been stressing out about it all week.  Not just the invites, but ... everything.  The food, the booze, the music, the glassware, the guests, the weather... everything.  At 6.30pm last night, with the guests due to arrive in an hour, there was a massive stormy downpour, including hail, and Perth received 30mm of rain in a half hour burst.  The papers this morning called it a one-in-every-10-years event.  You can imagine how we felt...
Thankfully the storm blew over, and all went extremely well and there was no antisocial behaviour, no gate-crashers, and no horrible kids.  Everyone seemed to have fun, even us olds!  I think my favourite part was the slideshow we had put together of Tim's life, all the photos of him we could lay our hands on... scrolling randomly through his life.  Pictures of him as a baby, as a toddler, as a little boy on his first day of school, winning a tennis trophy, receiving certificates at school assemblies, graduating.  Holiday snaps.  Birthday parties, with all the birthday cakes, Christmas Day's, and all the special photos of all our family.
(sigh)
A very special evening...
...and it only took about three hours to clean up.  I'm thinking das ist gut.
On a sartorial point, I wore this outfit for the party, thus keeping in with my Me-Made June pledge.  Not that I actually have much choice in the non me-made department any more.  But just saying...  I did.
And above is today's effort.
Hope everybody has a wonderful weekend, I'm off to have a cuppa and relax!


Details:
Shirt; my own design from several patterns, black cotton, details here
Skirt; self-drafted, charcoal jersey knit, details here
Hooded cardigan; self-drafted and handknit by me, Jo Sharp Silk Road DK Tweed in Ambrosia, details here
Scarf; made by me from an old Tshirt, details here
Tights; photo too gloomy to see, but they are charcoal, and textured, Metalicus
Shoes; Francesco Morichetti, from Zomp shoes

Friday, June 24, 2011

Windy, or what? *

Me-Made June, Day 24
I don't know if you can tell but it is blowing a gale!  Happily the temperature is still quite warm (12C-23C, if you're interested...)  A perfect washing day!
It's a pity, because I had my hair done and it is impossible to see here how glamorous it actually looks at the mo...  but I'm not caring much because I love this sort of weather.
Today's mini-challenge for Me-Made June is to pose with an animal
So I've pressed into service my usual animal...
And because Sienna rarely if ever gets her own lone shot (I often get comments from the family about this...) here she is, doing her best supermodel-flipping-the-hair-about-in-the-wind impersonation.  The camera loves her, yes?


Details:
Top; self-drafted but basically just rectangles, rusty corduroy body and purple raw silk sleeves (all leftovers from other garments), details here
Jeans; Burda 7863 modified, purple stretch denim, details here
Socks; (pictured at right, don't they match nicely?) handknit by me, details here
Shoes; Francesco Morichetti from Zomp shoes
Sienna's do; self-styled with natural products (sun, salt and sand)...

*  I really enjoyed kbenco's Aussie lexicon and am providing another Aussie turn of phrase for those readers who may not have heard it before, in my title today "Windy, or what?"  Australians often put "or what?", on the end of an adjective and this is considered a complete sentence.  It translates as "Hmm, it is very windy out today, is it not?", and the listener can respond wholeheartedly with "Bloody oath!"  (translation, "Oh, yes, I couldn't agree more")  Any other circumstantially appropriate adjective can be substituted for "windy", depending on the situation.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

On planning your outfit...

Today was to be one of those beautifully precision-ed days.  Since it was one jam packed with lots of errands, duties and a smattering of social things, I didn't think I would have much time for standing in front of the wardrobe debating on what on earth I should wear this morning. So I devoted time last night to a bit of mental strategising about my outfit.  I had a fabulous and complete outfit worked out in my head, all designed to look "just right" for the activities I had to do today.   I can assure you this isn't something I do very often, I'm more of a "how the mood strikes me" kind of a dresser...  
So I had the perfect outfit all mapped out.  And then got up this morning and just intuitively grabbed a, like, completely different, and I'm talking head-to-toe here, ensemble.  Yah, I can be sorta contrary...
Moral of the story: don't bother planning your outfit, you'll have changed your mind by the morning anyway.
Realistically it was too warm today for my envisioned outfit anyway...   (11C-21C, if you're interested)  I'll wear it some other, more winter-y day.


Details:
Shirt; Burda 7767, with modifications, cotton chambray, details here
Skirt; skirt "m" from Unique Clothes Any Way You Like by Natsuno Hiraiwa, pink cotton/linen, details here
Socks; handknit by me, details here
Shoes; Francesco Morichetti from Zomp shoes


(Below; just for interest, the back view.  This skirt is real versatile in that it can be swivelled around so that bustle is facing any way you choose.  I like the skirt worn this way around, but my husband informed this morning he doesn't like it like this.  Hmmm, conundrum, should I dress to please my husband, or me??)

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Blue and pink hand-knitted cardigan

This is another thing unearthed in my winter woolies sort-out, that hasn't been photographed or written about here...
I do feel a bit silly for having forgotten about all these things... but here we go.
I started knitting this cardigan while I was expecting Sam, and then managed to finish it shortly after he was born, thus making it now exactly seventeen years old.  It's been worn a tonne, as you can imagine, like any casual garment is... I think I've even taken it camping.  Which now I think of all the work I put into making it immaculately and perfectly finished seems kind of sacrilegious... woops  Since this sort of big patterned knitted cardigan became very unfashionable some years ago I kinda stopped wearing it so much.  Although I think as I am wearing it today with a mini-dress and textured tights moderns it up a touch, brings it acceptably into this decade, yes?
It is knitted in the intarsia method, so each of those strips and little triangles of colour is knitted with its own separate little ball of wool.  I can remember knitting it; with masses of little balls of wool on their individual cardboard winders dangling off the back, occasionally getting caught and twisted up with each other, and painstakingly sorting them out, looping the old ball over each new one as each new colour block came up.  I was such a DIY-er (er, still am, I suppose!) I even made my own winders, cutting them out of old cereal boxes, refusing to buy the little plastic ones you see in knitting shops... they had little slits cut in them for the wool to sit through so the balls stayed neatly wound up and wouldn't unravel while I was knitting... 
In the best hand-knitter's tradition the cardigan has no knots in it.  All the loose ends are either spliced or woven in, or stitched in an interwoven method in the closest joining seam.  I learnt these finishing methods from my friend J, also a keen knitter, who had taken on work knitting for some big Australian hand-knit range... not sure which now, it might have been Jenny Kee, maybe not.  She had been sent instructions on how to properly finish off a hand-knit garment, and obviously knots were one of the biggest no-no's.  I'm ashamed to say we had both been knotting up until then... but we learnt from these fantastic instructions.  Since then I've always scrupulously stayed away from knots in any hand-knitted garment.


Details:
Cardigan; handknit by me, from various shades of Patons 8 ply pure merino wool.  The pattern was from a Patons pamphlet, no. 1105
Dress; Burda 8511 with modifications, purple raw silk, details here
Tights; Metalicus
Shoes; Francesco Morichetti, from Zomp shoes
below: the "wrong" side showing the intarsia knitting method with each block of colour a distinct and separate block with no loops of yarn across the back.  All the ends are interwoven into the joining seams, and there are absolutely NO knots!

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

A Chanel-style jacket

Going through my winter clothes yesterday I came across a few numbers that I hadn't posted here yet.  Including this jacket.  It's really beyond me why I haven't photographed and written about this before since I was, and am very proud of it.  I think it falls into that sad category of being too good to wear.  You know, very expensive fabric, poured my heart 'n soul into making it and all...  adds up to "too scared to wear it in case something terrible happens to it".  I know, tosh right?  One should wear one's clothes.  I do believe that, even if I sometimes have trouble practising what I preach...
I made it about ... oh, three or four years ago?  (not sure now  :D ) Mum and I had been to Melbourne together and visited a few fabric stores including Astratex, and I bought this beautiful pure wool woven fabric, knowing I wanted to make a Chanel style jacket out of it.  I also bought the fabric for this skirt from the same place, yes it is a store packed with truly lovely and luxurious, if pricey fabrics.  Fabrics for garments you want to last a lifetime...
I used Vogue 7975, view C, although without the pockets.  I had bought plenty of the fabric, but once I had lined up and matched up those distinctive woolly lines in the weave to cut out my pieces there wasn't even enough left for pockets!  And besides, the fabric is bulky, and furthermore the look of it is so busy and intense with the woven details I really decided pockets would be overkill for this jacket.
It is lined with a very thin and floaty grey silk, mostly hand-stitched in place, and all edges finished with a rather Renaissance, wide and intricately twisted, black braid from Fabulous Fabrics.  This is entirely hand-stitched in place and mitred around each corner.  There is no jacket closure.
It is a lush jacket, is it not?  The fabric is veeery over-the-top and extravagant, a more luxurious look than I am used to wearing much.  The year I first made it I was wearing it with jeans to tone down the whole opulence of it, but for today to show it off for the first time here I wanted to dress it up just a leettle bit more.  But still with the plainest of garments; a white shirt and my black Karl Lagerfeld skirt.  Since he is the creative designer of Chanel it seemed fitting, n'est ce pas?
And, when I joined Burdastyle I kinda half-vowed to myself I wouldn't post my old projects there.  But I am so newly chuffed with this one I think I might just break my own rule, just this once.... :)


Details:
Jacket; Vogue 7975 view C, thickly spun and woven pure wool, lined with silk and edged with braid
Shirt; Burda 8497, white cotton, details here
Skirt; Burdastyle magazine 10/2010, 136 with modifications, of black suiting, details and my review of this pattern here
Tights; Kolotex
Shoes; Django and Juliette, from Zomp shoes

Monday, June 20, 2011

Picture the scene;

...the place, the walk-in-robe; time, first thing in the morning.  Our protagonist is rummaging frantically around in her wardrobe, looking for a dress, not just any dress, but the dress, the winter dress she has firmly set her mind on wearing.
Mutters, "...must be here, somewhere..."
Hangers, two and sometimes even three deep in garments are flying back and forth across the rail...
Thinks: surely I haven't tossed out that dress.  I like that dress!
Five more minutes of mad rummaging, during which our protagonist climbs up onto a stool and starts to ruthlessly toss stuff from the top shelf, going through the mess of scarves, gloves, tights and other assorted accessories that live on the top shelf.  Well, mess, let's just say it wasn't a mess before she started on her quest...
Suddenly she stops short, climbs down and races (uhuh, half-dressed, it's a good thing everyone else has left the house...) to the cupboard under the stairs.  A vacuum cleaner, mop and broom are removed from where they have been shoved haphazardly and in an unloved manner just inside the door, and are stacked against a dining room chair, where they inevitably slid off and crash onto the floor.  Our half-dressed heroine hasn't noticed.  She has cast aside some tennis racquets, blow-up mattresses and a doll's pram.  She emerges finally with a suitcase and pauses to unzip a small aperture, checks inside with a handy torch before diving back into the cupboard for the next suitcase.  Finally a little aha! of triumph, and she extracts the elusive dress from amongst other winter-y woolies in, like, the last suitcase.  She puts it on, and stops to survey the incredible mess she has created, but she is already late, so off she goes to run her errands before meeting her friends for morning tea.  But she gets home, the chaos is still there.  Obviously...
I need to get my act together, sort out those darn winter clothes...


Details:
Dress Burda 7897, dark olive green bamboo/cotton mix, first seen here  (this is the one I always wear with a scarf over the front, since the bodice is kinda funny-looking...)
Scarf; Colinette chenille yarn, my own design, details here
Belt; emu leather, from Luxxe
Tights; Metalicus
Shoes; Django and Juliette, from Zomp shoes

Sunday, June 19, 2011

If you came expecting glamour...

...sorry.
This is traditionally my day off from being stylish and put-together.  This is me being a dag.  In fact if one so desired (which I totally understand most couldn't care less, but still) one could check back through my Sunday outfits for any of these me-made challenges and probably the same aura of dag-icity will be a constant.  But hey, days for comfort dressing are a necessary and realistic part of one's week.  I am spending the day chucking a ball for the dog (did this activity after our brief photo opportunity here, as usual), sipping cups of tea and reading the paper, and a bit of cooking and sewing will be achieved too, no doubt.
Wishing you all an equally lovely weekend!


Details:
Shirt; Burda 7767, pink linen, details here (originally made for Craig, but Tim has hijacked it permanently and I borrow it sometimes too, hehe)
Jeans; Burda 7863 with modifications, rust-coloured corduroy, details here
Socks; not seen, but handknit too, I'm wearing these ones
Boots; Andrea and Joen, from Uggies in Dunsborough