Unionsuit dress #2

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This is the second dress I’ve made from a vintage unionsuit.  I love making skirts & dresses from old men’s long johns.  They are so soft, warm and cozy. And it’s funny with the buttflap being visible. I need a back shot of the dress to show that!

I love making dresses and skirts from old men’s dress shirts as well,  they are such great prints.  I got inspired to combine them and the results are fantastic. I can’t wait to wear it.

Elskan mín loves it.  He totally gets my style even when he thinks it’s weird.  Which it sometimes is.

Spinsterhag style is an acquired taste!

 

StopShoptober

E8F01CCB-E684-4158-BBB5-8A3532C0D72C7512CA66-7ED3-4701-849C-3BDD46341F91I’m admitting I have a problem. A shopping problem.  So I’m doing something about it. StopShoptober. No shopping for the month.  Maybe November & December  too, exempting Christmas gifts.

I’m going to be shopping from my closet.  I have clothes.  Many many clothes.  Fabulous clothes. I’ve thrifted about 75% of my wardrobe.  I’m finally in the mood to dress well. But I don’t need to buy another garment to do so.

I’m not sure how this blog will continue now that I’m done dating and in a relationship now.  So I’ll be taking a turn into style blogging. I’m going to challenge myself to stop shopping and start creating and enjoying the clothes I have. I’ll be sharing outfits as well as garments I’ve made. I working on a dress made from an old unionsuit long underwear, complete with buttflap!  If you want more tragically hilarious dating disasters I can’t help.  But if you want to see my sartorial explorations keep tuning in.

still growing…

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(whoever is the artist responsible for this, thank you. it’s gorgeous.)

 

My life has changed drastically in the past month. Since I’ve been back from my epic Iceland visit I’ve been so happy. I’m in love. I’m creating things, making my home gorgeous, organizing & decorating. And shopping. Must. Stop. Shopping.

I go through phases. And I can go through compulsive shopping phases. Dangerous. But fruitful. I’ve got some epic items due to these phases. But I need to keep it in check.

I’ve decided to make October an Official Stop Shopping Month for me. I’ll start tomorrow, and go through November 1. Then I may need to buy some Christmas gifts, but I’m really committing to stopping shopping. I’ve been collecting some divine vintage pieces as well as just adding to my fall/winter wardrobe but I have enough. For real.

I have a lot of clothing. A. Lot. I collect clothing. And hats.

I want to collect all manner of things. It’s in my blood. My mother was a pack-rat. My father was a hoarder. Epic, mentally ill level hoarding. It made me realize I had a propensity for such behavior. Now I have some perspective I also see that compulsive shopping binges may run in my family. I need to stay in check.

I went through several years of being so poor. Food stamps poor. Using paper napkins saved from when I could afford take-out as toilet paper, because food stamps can’t buy toilet paper and I had no extra money after paying my rent and bills. It sucked. I didn’t but anything for so long. Now I’ve made up for lost time. Now it’s time to save money, like the Bonus Pig.

I’ve also got to figure out what the fuck to write about now that I’m in a relationship and done dating, and relaying my hell and hedonistic adventures. Elskan min isn’t into being exposed here, I gotta keep on writing and find a new path. I’ve got some ideas. You’ll see them soon. Spinsterhag style will be coming. As well as Spinsterhag clothing. T-shirts will only be the tip of the Iceberg.