Buying a great fabric, a fun fabric is an experience in itself. The downside to this high, is the tendency of buying fabric without actually making anything out of said fabric. In a small Brooklyn apartment, where space is already tight, this becomes a mammoth size problem, especially in my room where clothes seem to explode out of the closet, rocket launch off my body at the end of the day, creating a HUGE mess. But my fabrics are so pretty. Nothing too too magnificent, but a few great textures, the odd color, and a crazy ass stripe that is kind of cool, kind of psychedelic, and kind of hurts my eyes. I'm not sure if it's good crazy or awful crazy. We'll just see if someone buys the dress that I'm going to make out of it. Stare at it too long and you're eyesight is going to degenerate a few points!
Goal is SET!: 6 dresses by the 9th! Ack!
Biked up to Astoria and then into the city to Union Square today. Found some good bike routes up that gets me to a friend's apartment with no problem. Going down 2nd Ave is still kind of ridiculously scary for me. Too many face paced cars. A friend figured out the problem with my back break, and apparently my front tire is loose. HAHA Bad
Bought a b&w technique book and have read 4 pages. I'm just really NOT good at really learning things well, going the distance, etc. I should rectify that quirk and perhaps I'll go really far in life.
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