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Monday, February 24, 2014
Monday, February 17, 2014
Relining a Trunk
I mentioned a bit ago that I was working on this project but hadn't finished it. Well, I just did the other day and holy crap it was a project and a half. Let me preface everything by saying, I'm not the most crafty of people. I would love to say I am and I usually have awesome ideas but my ability to follow through and have them look like how I want? Yeah not so much. However, as grad school drives me into a slow form of madness brought on by debits and credits, I find my creativity needing to come out somehow (you can only make debits and credits and amortization so creative after all). Enter this project stage left.
My grandfather was a big trunk collector. He liked to pick them up cheap at flea markets and garage sales in various conditions and then take his time to revitalize them and turn them back to how gorgeous they were. He hasn't done any trunk restoration lately but my mother still has some of his earlier projects and a few of the trunks he picked up and I was able to play with one of them.
There are multiple ways to seal and restore trunks and many different How-To's online for those. I decided to go with a (what I thought was) very simple route and stick with fabric. To start, you need:
My grandfather was a big trunk collector. He liked to pick them up cheap at flea markets and garage sales in various conditions and then take his time to revitalize them and turn them back to how gorgeous they were. He hasn't done any trunk restoration lately but my mother still has some of his earlier projects and a few of the trunks he picked up and I was able to play with one of them.
There are multiple ways to seal and restore trunks and many different How-To's online for those. I decided to go with a (what I thought was) very simple route and stick with fabric. To start, you need:
.: fabric
.: trunk
.: sharp fabric scissors
.: cloth tape measure
.: spray glue
.: fabric glue
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
The Pole Dancing Diaries #1: The downside to pole dancing
I've been a pole dancer for almost two years now. I've had to take some time off every so often due to grad school sometimes so I haven't got the hang of everything just yet (my descending angel could use a lot of work, let me tell you) but there are things I've begun learning just about BEING a pole dancer that has nothing to do with spins and climbs and tricks on the pole.
The first and foremost is bruising. Oh god the bruising. My first instructor, Michelle, was amazing and wonderful at getting my class started in the wonderful ways of pole dancing. She explained that we would get bruises and often and that they would become like battle wounds. I didn't really know what she meant until a few weeks later and I had a dark purple bruise blossoming on my arm.
I found the longer I worked at something the sooner the bruise would leave as my skin grew tougher and more accustomed to the contact with the pole. Still. Two years in I still have my share of battle wounds.
The first two pictures are of the inside of my right arm. I've been working on my flying body spiral and wide leg splay, both of which use a lot of arm contact to the pole. The third picture is the top of my right foot, also bruising from climbing up and down the pole.
My legs are also in protest due to my attempt at a bottle rocket that just won't go. I won't even bother with pictures of that one though. Eventually the skin will get used to it and the bruises will fade and my flying body spiral will be awesome and I will climb up the pole like no big deal and my bottle rocket will be gorgeous and flawfree. And then of course, I will learn something new and will have new battle wounds to contend with and explanations to give to other people but, that's another day.
The first and foremost is bruising. Oh god the bruising. My first instructor, Michelle, was amazing and wonderful at getting my class started in the wonderful ways of pole dancing. She explained that we would get bruises and often and that they would become like battle wounds. I didn't really know what she meant until a few weeks later and I had a dark purple bruise blossoming on my arm.
I found the longer I worked at something the sooner the bruise would leave as my skin grew tougher and more accustomed to the contact with the pole. Still. Two years in I still have my share of battle wounds.
The first two pictures are of the inside of my right arm. I've been working on my flying body spiral and wide leg splay, both of which use a lot of arm contact to the pole. The third picture is the top of my right foot, also bruising from climbing up and down the pole.
My legs are also in protest due to my attempt at a bottle rocket that just won't go. I won't even bother with pictures of that one though. Eventually the skin will get used to it and the bruises will fade and my flying body spiral will be awesome and I will climb up the pole like no big deal and my bottle rocket will be gorgeous and flawfree. And then of course, I will learn something new and will have new battle wounds to contend with and explanations to give to other people but, that's another day.
Monday, February 3, 2014
February Wish List
I like shopping.
I don't think this is really a thing I've discussed here on this blog yet but I like shopping. Sort of how my dog likes playing ball. Which means obsessively while ignoring all other external factors and do not try to pet me while I am focusing I am working here. This analogy may have got away from me.
In any case, I like shopping. I can not always actually do the shopping I want to do because bills and money and being a grad student. I find that having to pay bills severely depletes my run around and buy all the things budget.
In any case, here are a few things from my February Wishlist. Most are not things I will end up seeing in my apartment, but they are all awesome and things I have my eye on.
I don't think this is really a thing I've discussed here on this blog yet but I like shopping. Sort of how my dog likes playing ball. Which means obsessively while ignoring all other external factors and do not try to pet me while I am focusing I am working here. This analogy may have got away from me.
In any case, I like shopping. I can not always actually do the shopping I want to do because bills and money and being a grad student. I find that having to pay bills severely depletes my run around and buy all the things budget.
In any case, here are a few things from my February Wishlist. Most are not things I will end up seeing in my apartment, but they are all awesome and things I have my eye on.
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