She wanted this skirt that we had seen on river island, I believe it was:
We ended up making it out of a sick black corduroy, which gave it the nicest drape, I want to cry thinking about it. I wish I was joking, but I'm not. These things make me happy. Getting the perfect drape on a circle skirt is like being fucking goldilocks when she's scoffing the porridge. It's always too soft so it has no shape or too stiff so you can see right up the damn thing. I will be fighting this war until i die. Today is the day I won. (well, yesterday, but let's not get picky)
Merinda helped me with making this cute as hell flower crown, something she's pretty damn great at and I am clueless about. It looks way more overbearing in this photo than in real life, but ah well, what can ya do? I got through this relatively unscathed, nursing only one major burn from the glue gun. I consider that a success. Now I just need an event to go to where it's acceptable to wear a garden on your head.
Lastly, mine and Ali's store finally went live!!
It's been months in the making but the time has come for the unveiling or some shit, which has actually gone way better than planned. It's pretty fuckin' cool if I do say so myself so check it out! Or don't. I won't know either way. But I know what I'd do, if I were you.
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