It wasn't you, it was me. Myself and fabrics went on a bit of a break due to lack of inspiration/Sam leaving/starting uni, but I'm starting to think that maybe we can be friends again. Maybe.
I've done a few pieces here and there where I needed new things, if I post them at all it'll be periodically when I have nothing else to say. My most recent creation that I'm actually happy with is as follows:
Don't lie, these pants are pretty fuckin' sick. They're made of this pretty heavyweight holographic lycra, and I expected that i would cry over them at least twice, but they were surprisingly untraumatic. Which was mean. I've never made anything like this before, I traced the pattern off an old pair of pants I ripped up, and altered them a lil bit.
feelin' like a fuckin' legend as usually when I try to make pants they end up so tight that I can't move or breathe. Stoked.
Other changes:
dyed the bottom half of my hair. Was extremely careless as the bleach was so strong that i couldn't open my eyes or breathe, but I think it turned out all goods? Well better than it should have, in theory.
Starting a clothing label type of bizness with ma mate Ali. We're off on a photoshoot tomorrow, I dare say I'll be promoting it so hardcore that you'll all hate me within approximately twenty minutes. It totally sucks shit keeping all the items for sale at your place, the temptation to wear them out is oh so strong and I can't deal with it.
I have a project due for uni that involves ripping apart a business shirt and remaking it into something that represents an idea. My focus question is "to what extent can the shirt be used as a means of regulation?" (fucking wanky/obscure right) so pretty much you'll be seeing a lot of shit in that area. When you're at uni, you don't have time for anything that isn't uni.
Unless you adopt me and my friends' new mantra: "C's get degrees!"
Until next time,
XOXO
P.s. Get a fashiolista. Geeet one. Not enough fabulousness on my dash.
http://www.fashiolista.com/style/tessnorkee
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