Thursday, 4 September 2014

Home-sews: Harley's Haus

This is something I've finished ages ago (probably last September), but I just really haven't gotten around to posting it until now.

I saw this picture on pinterest and really wanted to replicate the idea for Harley.

So I kept my eyes peeled on kijiji and found this:
The whole thing had really seen better days.

So,, the first thing I did was take off the doors and use some wood-filler on the various gaping holes.
Next I sanded the whole thing down.
I used a spray paint primer:
And then painted this bad boy black, followed by some clear-coat to seal it.
I lined the inside walls and ceiling with home dec. foam and then covered it in fabric (using lots of glue and staples). Then I used pretty nails to cover the staples on the outside edge. Next I roughly cut out a piece of foam to fit the floor of the inside, using that as a pattern for the pillow. I sewed up the pillow, inserted the foam and then added some extra padding (I used recycled PET bottle filling). That's it!

Well, there was more involvement than this (like seven coats of black because I messed up the "smooth" finish and I am anal about stuff like that), but only marginally.

So, what does it look like now?

Well let me show you.

They are not the best quality photos, but can you blame me for not wanting to move this?

Needless to say he loves his bed and I love that I have dual functioning furniture.

It was a fun little project and I love that his bed matches our couches (we have plaid pillows and a plaid chair in a similar colour).

It even inspired us to sand down some other furniture (I won't bore you with that as: A. its still not done and B. it involves no sewing), which is pretty exciting! Reduce, reuse, recycle folks!

Now off to work on some other projects (sewing related) that I am really excited about. Can anyone say Nettie?


Saturday, 30 August 2014


WOW. It has been forever.

Deal with it!

I've actually had time to finish a couple of other projects, but just haven't gotten around to posting them.

So, for the time being, I would like to share this quick project that I worked on over two days while I was also cleaning/reorganizing the entire house. Yep. Entire. House.

......Joy. :|

So I was on Charity Shop Chic when I read about a little refashioning contest over on sew Amy sew. I looked at the pile of clothes my cousin had given me to do whatever I wanted with, and decided I would give refashioning another whirl.

My cousin had cleaned out her closet and upon hearing I had started to sew, decided to pass the old clothes on to me. Anything I liked, I could keep, hack away at, do whatever with, and anything I didn't would head to the thrift store. Nothing really fit and most of the pieces were dated (hence the reason why they got the closet 'boot'), but I kept a few that were either made out of nice materials or that had a nice design.

So I chose the following dress to refashion. Sorry about the crummy pictures. But you will see that the dress is too big, has an empire waist, some sort of scrunchie, ruffling going on in the bust, and spaghetti straps. A *wee* bit mid ninties:

Yup, that's my sports bra. Also, huge welt= mosquito bite

Channelling my inner refashionista.
As you can see, much potential, but just not working as is.

So I unpicked the bust portion from the waist.
Then I unpicked it from the zipper, and unpicked part of the waistband from the zipper as well. I also unpicked the opposite side seam to get rid of the waist ties. (I love a good waist bow, but I thought this through and to make it really versatile, it would have to be belt-less).

Then I whipstitched along the top of where I wanted the zipper to stop on both sides, and chopped the top off. Finally, I stitched the waistband to the zipper, the side seam together (taking the side in a bit), and then topstitched the top of the waistband together. Pretty simple stuff really.

Now, I gotta tell ya, before I show you the after. I think it is pretty funny when I read other blogs and they write exactly what was on my mind for the week. For instance, after doing my photoshoot while out camping, I had come to a realization about what works for me when taking photos. When I returned home, I found that the same thing was going through the mind of a certain Kalkatroonian.

Now, while I don't think the hubs is going to go onto the ground for our shoots, I did find what works better.

I can't do serious.

I NEEDS the funny. The goofy. The silly.

Serious face kind of looks like, hmmm, how do I say.... not impressed?

Yeah, that's a nice way of saying it.

For instance.

Serious face:
Silly face:
Serious face:
Funny face:
I......I don't know what I'm doing.
Let's be honest here, I feel like an idiot prancing around and taking photos of myself to put on the internet. It seems so.....vapid. The silly helps to make me look less....hmmm....constipated? It helps me to cope with feeling like a moron. So I've learned that silly suits me. And I'm going to stick with it. At the very least, I'm going to smile.

I can't take myself very seriously here folks.

Though there is something to be said about this "looking at the clothing piece" photo:

So, before I leave you with the money shot, I have to say for such a quick project this is already a favourite skirt. Super comfy, a classic silhouette, with a perfect timeless pattern yields a big winner. Huzzah for refashioning!!! Hooray for diverting waste!!!! Yahoo for hugging trees (literally and figuratively)!!

Okay. Ready for it?

Here's the money shot. Enjoy it in all its glory:
Thanks for stopping by!!! :)


Wednesday, 1 January 2014

Well, hello there, 2014!

I know, I know, I always say it: things are crazy around here. You must be sick of hearing about it. I don't blame you.

September was fairly relaxing, we had two weeks off before supply teaching started off. It was nice to spend time with the hubs just sort of "gettin' 'er done". Then, Trev got shingles. Supply work was busy, but I could manage the cooking and cleaning (okay, just the cooking), alone while he recuperated.

Gotta hand-stitch that waistband down.

Then, he had an interview. There goes our weekend. ("What three items do you think exemplify what makes you an excellent teacher?")

Then I had an interview. And I got it. (Gotta hand-stitch that waistband down.) Flipping awesome. But whoa. A lot of work. New students, new classes, new school. Starting all over. Gotta prove myself to the administration. That's okay, I don't mind. Trevor is feeling better (Gotta hand-stitch that waistband down.), so I can help him with some of the cooking and cleaning.

Week two. On my prep period getting ready for my last class. (Gotta hand-stitch that waistband down.) I get a call from the ambulance. Trevor is headed to the ER with pain, he is assuming he has kidney stones. Rush back to Niagara. CAT scan.

Yup. Kidney stones.

Need to take care of Trevor again. While he is recuperating, he is preparing for, yup, another interview.

("Tell me, how do you assess your students?")

Cooking, trying to clean enough to make the next meal ("How do you plan a unit?"), while prepping the hubs for the big interview. Not to mention planning for the classes. (His interview was successful, btw.)

Wake up at 5:45, get ready (Gotta hem the skirt.), go to work, come home, clean enough pots and pans, get dinner ready, make sure Trev is okay, eat (Gotta hem the skirt), plan, pass out by 9 (If I'm lucky enough to have everything done by then). Repeat.

What's that? Trev has another interview? Well at least they told him three hours before hand. No time to prep for that.

Plan a semi-formal for 54 students. Plan a field trip for 54 students in the same week. (Whose bright idea was that?)

Get coughed in the face at least 5 times each day.


"What's that? It's Christmas break, you say? Tomorrow is your first official full 24 hours off, you say? Well, here, have a cold. Merry Christmas."


So much has happened in the past six months that I have not even remotely had a chance to share with you. I hope that you can be patient, because some of these things are quite exciting (to me at least).

But more than all this (I'm not complaining, just being factual), I want to wish every one of you a safe and fabulous two thousand fourteen. I hope you sew that dress, make that quilt, pick up that new skill. I hope you plant a fabulous fresh garden. I hope you live lots of adventures, laugh lots, and love even more.

Happy New Year :)

{Just see it.}