Two weeks ago, I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror at 6:30 (as you do) and decided my hair needed a cut right NOW. No, it couldn't wait for the afterwork time when I could see the stylist. I grabbed the scissors and cut about and inch and a half off the bottom. Just whacked it off.
See, adorable, right? It waves and curls and is bouncy. I really like it.
That's my office mate's corner. He is of the opinion that any flat surface could be a shelf and so it becomes a shelf. He keep promises to clean it off but I'm not holding my breath.
The fabric came for Em's dress. What you can't see in this photo is how silky it feels, like cool water running over your skin. That very quality is what's going to make it hard to work with. I have been reading up on silk charmeuse and I'm in for a challenge. I have everything I need but was just absolutely exhausted both mentally and physically last night and couldn't face fussing with fussy fabric.