So this Bank Holiday weekend, I have been sewing and *slightly* shopping- I'm trying to be good. So, in Galway (I'm a English lass, living with and marrying a Dutchman and living in West Ireland) there is a Sunday market not too far away, it's in the most ugliest settings- a half built, half abandoned business park (yes, grey) and businesses and average folk sell stuff.
Apart from excitingly adding to my herb windowsill.... with Applemint, a Baby Basil and Chives.... Fresh herbs rock. Fact.
Have a look at these from GANT for SS12:
I think I hit jackpot, without spending a fortune...
Scarf: 50c (yes, half a euro)
Sunglasses: €3
The silk scarf is also a pleasure, going back to my colour default of navy and my new love, hints of red. I don't know ladies and gentlemen... I love buying vintage/cheap/quality and I am persistently becoming averse to spending money on naff quality from VERY iffy sources. Just look at the turmoil that Roobeedoo goes through trying to find the ethical policies of the bigger clothes companies. Basically it's like having a chat with a politician regarding a boo-boo in the cabinet. It is becoming more and more apparent that the clothes that I have bought before from seemingly 'good-will' companies have just been a mass of words with absolutely no meaning.
You can't polish a turd, but you can get glitter to stick to it*
On that note, I am going to complete Lesson 12 of 15 of the Bombshell Dress- 'Adding the Zipper'. I'll keep you posted.
Bundana
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*Phrase of the week. I have also mustered up...
"Not all that shimmers is gold, but dogs eat tinsel"
Hmmmm, I see a very unsettling pattern of my sayings here. No more. Promise.
