The reason I haven't posted for so long is that life has been a bit unrelentingly grim and crappy and I didn't want to bum out my readers by going on about it. Nothing dramatic or tragic, just hard going. Its pretty much all summed up in this post
here. And in case anyone was wondering but was too shy to ask, it has now been three cycles since the miscarriage and I'm not pregnant yet. This is not really surprising because there is only a 20% chance of conceiving each cycle (and that's assuming the egg and sperm get to meet up.) But still every time I get convinced that I'm preggo and it turns out I'm not - not a happy-making experience.
But now, I have something new and exciting to talk about - (at least I was all excited about it this morning as I did my usual 30 minute internet surf in a desperate attempt to avoid leaving for work). Anyway, I went away on holiday last week and bought this book.
And now I'm intensely interested in reconstructed clothing , that is, when you take a piece of fuggly secondhand clothing or fabric and make it into something that you like and want to wear.
The first challenge I am setting myself is to make this jersey (note highly unflattering shape)
that I bought at SaveMart, Upper Hutt about six months ago for about $5, into something I would want to wear.
I have found some really cool blogs about people who have pledged only to wear reconstructed clothing (as a way of saving money, conserving the environment, being creative and generally giving the fingers to consumer culture) like this
woman. And this woman really rocks - she wore the same
brown dress every day for a year (she washed it) as an anti-consumer, anti-fashion statement.
