twirly whirly swirly girly
ohk, the short story is: while Bulldog was at The Cake Tin watching his brother get arrested for running out onto the soccer pitch and hugging all our lads our kiwi boys making history, i made an amazingly soft, extremely long, twirly whirly swirly skirt out of a chocolate sheet.
* * * * * the long story is: on saturday night (after the night before's tequila lemon wedges headache had finally passed), the kids went for an after-dinner-stroll and wound up at Danny's friend Chris's place where they ate everything in his mum's fridge, and then brought an extra six teens/twenty year olds back to our place to eat everything in our fridge.
oh but guess what: it wasn't the usual house full of boys either. Danny's teenage/twenty year old Bachelor mates are acquiring beautiful girlfriends!!! one of whom came to our place wearing an amazingly soft, extremely long, twirly whirly swirly skirt.
so while the lads ate everything in our fridge and the leftover lasagne and some peachy white choc muffins that i made cos they looked so hungry, and watched old Chuck Norris movies, the chicks and i ate all the chocolate from the secret stash and Beautiful Girlfriend let me in on the secret of her op shop skirt, which turned out to be a bunch of rectangles and triangles all holding hands in a twirly whirly swirly circle.
which immediately called for another refabriKATEd moment:
enter a chocolate sheet, a bit of measuring with the width of a little piece of paper, some rippage and freehand triangle-cutting.
a sleep. well, actually, everyone's carriages turned into pumpkins and so the kids turned the lights off and went to bed and i thought i'd better follow suit.
a seven o'clock wake up call,
followed by a two-hour dawn stint while mick snuggled in the parental bed hushedly watching a movie.
(yes that *is* woozie's sewing machine propped up on the bed. we had to keep the noise down for the sleeper-inners.)
(yes, i switcheroo'd the sewing machine with the overlocker. actually i sewed rectangles to triangles on the overlocker and then i stitched the seams on the sewing machine. yeah. backwards.)
another hour while as others drifted in for a veggie intake. a bit of advice from woozie as to elastic waistband tricksies (which i thought i took a photo of, but hey, it seems i did not)...
oh but guess what: it wasn't the usual house full of boys either. Danny's teenage/twenty year old Bachelor mates are acquiring beautiful girlfriends!!! one of whom came to our place wearing an amazingly soft, extremely long, twirly whirly swirly skirt.
so while the lads ate everything in our fridge and the leftover lasagne and some peachy white choc muffins that i made cos they looked so hungry, and watched old Chuck Norris movies, the chicks and i ate all the chocolate from the secret stash and Beautiful Girlfriend let me in on the secret of her op shop skirt, which turned out to be a bunch of rectangles and triangles all holding hands in a twirly whirly swirly circle.
which immediately called for another refabriKATEd moment:
enter a chocolate sheet, a bit of measuring with the width of a little piece of paper, some rippage and freehand triangle-cutting.
a sleep. well, actually, everyone's carriages turned into pumpkins and so the kids turned the lights off and went to bed and i thought i'd better follow suit.
a seven o'clock wake up call,
followed by a two-hour dawn stint while mick snuggled in the parental bed hushedly watching a movie.
(yes that *is* woozie's sewing machine propped up on the bed. we had to keep the noise down for the sleeper-inners.) 
(yes, i switcheroo'd the sewing machine with the overlocker. actually i sewed rectangles to triangles on the overlocker and then i stitched the seams on the sewing machine. yeah. backwards.)
another hour while as others drifted in for a veggie intake. a bit of advice from woozie as to elastic waistband tricksies (which i thought i took a photo of, but hey, it seems i did not)...* * * * *
and BOO YAH.
it totally worked!!!
and it's amazingly long.
and extremely soft.
and it's amazingly long.
and extremely soft.
and it even fits me. perfickly.
and it has serioustwirly whirly swirlyness.
posted by skatey katie @ 7:59 PM
7 Comments:
Oh Katey, you are such a hoot and I love your twirly, whirly, swirly craziness! I was cracking up at the sewing machine propped up on your bed and was beginning to think, 'Does this woman ever sleep?!'. Love the boys in the background watching a movie too. Sounds like one hell of a fun night had by all at your place - and did Bulldog really get to go to the Cake Tin!!!! Wowzers, lucky man!
Gosh I feel like I was there and it has made me feel tired!!!
Love the skirt. Don't you find though that you trip over it going upstairs? I have a twirly whirly skirt very like that one and I have to hoist it up like a princess as I walk upstairs or I collapse in an undignified heap!
I love how swirly it is!
If only all life could be twirly swirly beautifulness!
I hate those lemon wedge headaches!
What a lovely skirt! It looks like just wearing it can make you feel all girly. :)
Hey! You should wear it for a month ...
;) xoxo
Oh that's brilliant, sewing machine on the side of the bed and little boys all around to keep you company! Don't cha love when inspiration comes, I feel a bit like that in my job, every day someone's inspiring someone else to make something really cool. Fabulous skirt babe.
You are the twirly whirly queen and i suits you so - how special - thank you for the peek into your fabulous world!
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