12 posts tagged “vinyl”
Randi got this shirt from the most fabulous and fantastic Carla, of Supastarr. She loves it, wears it all the time. You should go buy one right now.
It's going to be snowing soon, and I'm nervous that I haven't gotten enough done when the weather was nice. I see jobs in every room of my house, and shit that needs done outside, too. It's causing me anxiety.
I made a Naugahyde dog bed today for Tilly, my elderly and moldy English Bulldog. It had to be Naugahyde because she has a tendency to pee on her dog bed.
This is Tilly.
Randi made this messenger. It's constructed from black-bronze vinyl with flame appliqués.The bag below it is a custom order I'm working on.
I'm starting some Halloween planning. I love Halloween.
Randi made this. It's a cat belly. It's also a purse. The teats, or nipples, are made from pink Ultrasuede. It's a little obscene and very funny. She had the idea to make something like this with three nipples and call it "White Trash Third Nipple". It seems like we have a lot of white-trash friends who have third nipples. I don't know what that's about.
I made this purse as a custom order for NeedfulThings . I love the way it turned out. I have another purse cut out and started, as well as a couple throw pillows. I might keep them all, I don't know.
I made this today. I based it on another purse design that I am rather fond of. It's small, 4"x6"x2". If I make another, I'll make it a little bigger.
The Banner Ninja hit me with this fantastic banner before Christmas. You can see her shop here:
I wanted to return the favor, so I pinched her shop icon, turned it into a purse, and sent it to her:
Today I was *this close* to figuring out the meaning of life. It slipped away. I hate it when that shit happens.
"It's a good thing you pitched that necklace, because I wiped my ass on it."
Speaking of, once, my sister and I were shopping, and I had a Coke. She asked for a drink, and I said, "I wiped my ass on the straw." It was crowded, and there was a guy right next to me. He moved away, and said something to his wife about us being assholes.
You're a bum
You're a punk
You're an old slut on junk
Lying there almost dead on a drip
In that bed
You scum bag
You maggot
You cheap lousy faggot
Happy Christmas my arse
I pray God
It's our last
I made this today, posted it, then took it down. I'll give it away, because I'm not happy with it. It's been an idea I've had, and the execution needs some work.
I always have ideas in my head, constantly running through, and my plan is always to write them down. I buy notebooks for this purpose, and then I don't use them. That's probably best though, because if I need to write something down to remember it, it's probably not that fantastic anyway. I like to keep the ones that don't leave. The details would be good to keep though.
I like to be productive, and record what I've done, because a year from now, I'll remember what I did, and not what I felt like. Today, I made this ass-bag. I baked cookies. I cleaned the big chunks up out of my house. I also made another small bag, but no picture. I'm somewhat happier with that one. And worth mentioning (but not something I did), are my husband's new tattoos. He came home tonight with three initials, A, E and R. One for each daughter, and one for me. One of the guys who works at the shop gave them to him. he now has our names in three different places. I'l take pictures after I give him a haircut.
This reminds me of Andy Warhol's diary, started for one reason, and continued for a completely different one.
