Once upon a time there was a woman who was sad. Why? Because she broke her glasses when she sat on them… by accident, of course. The Glasses Man said he didn’t have any more like them, making her cry because she loved them so much. They gave her magic powers. She could SEE....
The deer have been coming through. The little ones still have spots, although not for long. When they stand still with their mothers on the the periphery of the woods, they’re invisible. If you wait, they’ll resume their leisurely walk, ears and tails flicking, foraging for food. About two weeks ago, I watched a...
The heat is on…relentless, suffocating, and enervating. It’s August in the South. When you factor in the thunderstorms that come almost every evening with their resulting humidity, it’s hard to move. Never mind the fact that I have sloth-like tendencies to begin with. So what’s a girl to do? Hibernate in the AC, if...
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times…” and that pretty much sums up the past few months over here. At the end of February, a close friend of mine went on life support due to complications from the flu. She didn’t come home for 7 1/2 weeks. My 93...
Sometimes it’s hard to do a personal style blog. I mean, think about it for a moment. The way I do it, not only does it mean taking my own pictures, it means being a stylist, makeup artist, model, writer, and technical advisor. Translated: time consuming. I sew many of my pieces, cull the...
Today didn’t start out like this. It really just happens, I swear, kind of like dominoes. It all began here…with the shirt to be exact. I had to get out the door earlier and faster than I like, so after fumbling around in my closet, the softness of this giant shirt won since I...
Today was cold, relatively speaking. I searched for wool and cashmere, textiles I love, determined to exploit a very narrow window of opportunity to enjoy the fabrics of the season. Last year about this time I made an oversized sweater in an act of sewing-as-therapy. My father had just died. I was getting ready...
What goes around comes around. In this instance, the silk duster and the jeans. Add an upcycled sweater creation that appeared here in one of the first Dross posts, and then again in Altered Couture magazine here. What I love is that I never get tired of these pieces. The silk duster started out as a...
It’s been three long years since the first Dross into Gold post appeared. I just checked the archives to make sure I was right about that, thinking maybe it was only two years. Time is such a trickster. Personal style still sustains me, providing an opportunity to meditate on color and composition. Thrifting...
Can I say I’m glad? You know, that 2015 is over? Somehow a breeze seemed to stir as the ball dropped in NY. There were whispers of good things to come, fresh ideas to explore, a chance to expand instead of shrink and to act instead of react. Yup, it’s a new year. Got...
After slogging along for several weeks, uninspired and unfocused, I came to the conclusion that making one thing would be therapeutic. Just one, that’s all. Didn’t matter how simple or complex. Create one item. So… I made a “skinny scarf”, which I decided to wear today. I happened to notice a pendant that I’ve...
A few weeks ago I went to Las Vegas with Joey, who was performing at a private fundraiser there. I’d never been, so I decided to find out what all the fuss was about. If you’re a gambler, it’s definitely a foreshadow of heaven. However, I like to have something to show for my...
Excuse me if I ramble. There are a lot of things that confuse me. Like why slower traffic never moves to the right anymore. (So Vix and Curtise, does it hold true that traffic never moves to the left anymore?!) Guess the average driver doesn’t know. Problem is, it makes congestion worse. So why...
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