I'm so happy that Björk has like a gazillion videos. She was the first (and only) plush I made up until last night when I got a hair you know where. That old one sat on a book shelf for a couple of years collecting dust in her hair, getting manhandled and probably witnessing some weird going-ons. I'd like to think I will make something for all of her videos/looks. I'm most excited about the Bachelorette and Hunter looks since they're my favorites. I absolutely refuse to do Grammy Bjork.

og Björk plushie

In some very unrelated news, sometimes I think Celeste looks like a Morlock from the 2002 version of The Time Machine. I'm sorry that I'm such a jerk, but you'll never read this. I only see the Morlock attributes when she gets her "the mailman is at the door again" look. This is her "I'm busy sniffing this crazy dandelion" look, so it's hard to see.

morlock.

celeste.

self improvement is masturbation.

So I've been sewing a lot because I've got some time on my hands. Current projects are graffiti cross stitch, desk rabbits and more bag/tote madness. I gave up on that whole "making bags thing" a couple years ago and I only made them for my sister or my friends, but now that I have successfully moved my fabric collection THREE TIMES (with limited casualties) I HAVE DECIDED TO ACTUALLY USE IT. The Marimekko begs me to use it everyday, I swear. I'm at this point where I feel like if I use it, and I screw the project up, then I will never be able to see it again. See you in 30 years when my home is ceiling-high with cats, fabric and stray pins.

I conquered one project this week that had been bugging me for a couple of years. I bought these Star Wars sheets at an awesome thrift store in Reseda. I actually found an original Star Wars sheet, some sort of remake of the SW original and an E.T. sheet (!!!). I ended up trading them for a spoon necklace with a kid on etsy, but I kept one for myself. I made a couple of bags with it, sold them, and here I am stuck with this sheet STILL. I decided to cut out the death star, fill it with catnip and make a kitty death star. I made a prototype for my friend and he gave it to his kitty, she licked it all over and played with it like a kitty Godzilla um... eating a death star?

it's a celebration.

Today I opened an Etsy shop in order to do all these random things that I want to do. I could easily have sixteen different Etsy shops for all the crap really awesome stuff that runs through my head.

I figured that if I was going to make this Etsy shop as random as I hoped, I should give it a very non-serious and equally random name. I picked Te Amo Wolfman. I'm kind of embarrassed for the reasoning behind it, but that's really the point. So, who is Wolfman and why do I love her? Wolfman is a lady friend I had in high school, and after high school we all kinda parted ways and did our own thing. I happened to make some new friends. Out of my new friends is "Jason", and who is "Jason" dating? Effing Wolfman. I can remember three things about Wolfman. Wolfman used to wear Pulp pinbacks on her shirts to cover Roxy logos, she was pretty loose and she used to shave her face (hence the Wolfman). Am I an insensitive jerk? Probably. But hey, what nineteen year-old isn't insensitive? Te Amo got added to Wolfman on Halloween-ish of the year two thousand and whenever I was nineteen. While at Knott's Scary Farm with my friends there was this guy etching acrylic with whatever text you wanted. It was pretty much shop class in the 7th grade but at a stand at Knott's Berry Farm. As a gift, we got "Jason" a "Te Amo Wolfman" key chain.

After finishing the Te Amo Wolfman story I kind of feel like those times when your friend says something, you don't hear it, your friend says nevermind, you beg them to tell you, and when they tell you it's just a total let down.

Back to the important things with a more hopeful back story this time.

I worked with this guy who wore this feather hair extension to work sometimes. He said his old hair dresser made it on a whim for him. I went to hair school and I'm pretty crafty, so I told him I would make him some. The original versions were kinda awful, but apparently some girl in SF stole them out of his hair one night. I hope it was a compliment. Waiting for the let down? This is what I'll be making for TAW first.

Feel free to feel let down.