Organza bubble skirt

Organza bubble skirt made for Draping and Garment Construction I class. Such a long time ago!

Elastic waist with decorative bow on right hip. Lantern style bubble skirt is held in shape by a fitted skirt. The fitted skirt is shorter than the length of the lantern, allowing a rounded lantern hem. You can see the muslin of the fitted skirt through the organza. 


June was full of big events for me



1) I graduated from FIDM in Fashion Design, degree #3!
2) My birthday of decade #3! I celebrated my 30th birthday dressed as a disco pirate. Naturally.
3) and of course every June, San Francisco Pride

About my graduation:
I’ve got two degrees in Linguistics.
But guaranteed,
art school was harder than both college and grad school combined.
Since junior high I’ve wanted to be a costume designer.
In 2012 I went back to college for the third time,
this time in what I’ve always wanted to do.
Freelance costume designer here!
Holler at me for my resume and portfolio!

About my age:
It’s been interesting, turning 30.
When people learn my age,
one of the common responses is
“You don’t look 30.”
I understand that’s meant as a compliment,
but that means the inverse is meant as an insult.
…Which means at a certain magical number,
“looking your age” is a bad thing.
I disagree.
I’ve had too many friends die before (I felt it was) their time.
For me, aging is a privilege.
I don’t care to cling to my youth; it is not my source of happiness.
To turn 30, 50, 75, is something I’ll cherish, because
I’d rather be the present me,
emotional and physical scars and all,
than the me that is younger, less damaged, less learned, less “me”.

About Pride:
Living in the SF Bay Area is a luxury I take for granted.
Here, I don’t get shunned for having dyed hair, tattoos, piercings,
and most importantly,
for not adhering to a hetero-normative world view.
I don’t identify as gay or straight.
My current partner is my first male partner in almost 10 years.
People who learn I’m in a relationship with man assume “The Gay Phase” is over.
When people see us together, they assume both of us are hetero.
My group of close friends don’t see sexuality as a defining factor of good friendship (which is why they are awesome).
But it’s also awesome, every June,
to celebrate a huge facet of my identity as a person,
with people who also celebrate themselves,
without judgement or labels.

Like my education, age, and orientation,
a lot of the things people might assume just by looking at me are likely off.
It’s been quite a reality check to realize how far off those assumptions are.

I need to write more.

I really do.
I need to write more.
Thoughts jumble and tangle in my head so tightly wound
That by the time I provide them air
Nothing comes out.

I’m not that great a speaker.
But I can write for days. About anything. Any time.
…Yet I rarely write.

If writing was oxygen, I’d be choking for lack thereof.
Yet, emotionally, writing is my oxygen.
So I guess I’ve been gasping.
Especially lately.

What If Money Was No Object? By Alan Watts


What makes you itch? What sort of a situation would you like?

Let’s suppose, I do this often in vocational guidance in students. They come to me and they say well we’re getting out of college and we haven’t the faintest what we want to do.

So I always ask the question, “What would you like to do if money were no object? How would you really enjoy spending your life?”

Well it’s so amazing as a result of our kind of educational system, crowds of students say well we’d like to be painters, we’d like to be poets, we’d like to be writers, but as everybody knows you can’t earn any money that way. Another person says I’d like to live an out of doors life and ride horses. I say you want to teach in a riding school. Let’s go through with it. What do you want to do?

When we finally got down to something which the individual says he really wanted to do, I will say to him, “you do that”. Forget the money because if you say that getting the money is the most important thing, you will spend your life completely wasting your time. You’ll be doing things you don’t like doing in order to go on living that is to go on doing things you don’t like doing. Which is stupid. Better to have a short life that is full of what you like doing than a long life spent in a miserable way.

And after all if do really like what you doing, it doesn’t matter what it is. You can you can eventually become a master of it. The only way to become a master of something is sticking with it. And then you will be able to get a good fee for whatever it is.

So, don’t worry too much. Somebody is interested in everything. Anything you can be interested in you’ll others find others will. It is absolutely stupid to spend your time doing things you don’t like in order to go on spend time doing things or doing things you don’t like and teach your children to follow in the same track.

What we are doing is we are bringing up children and educating them to live the same sort of lives we are living. In order that they may justify themselves and find satisfaction in life by bringing up their children to bring up their children to do the same thing. So its all retch and no vomit, it never gets there. And so therefore, it is so important to consider this question, what do I desire?

-Alan Watts


#Thanksgiving and Giving #Thanks

It’s that time of year again, for two things:
1) to make THESE awesome morsels of goodness: cupcakes with mini pumpkin pie inside!
2) to reflect on how fortunate I am for what I have.

I live in a 700 square foot studio by myself.
In terms of size for an apartment, it’s not that big.
But I live here by myself.
And it’s FILLED with stuff.

Of all my earthly possessions,
what do I really, really care about?
If I had 30 minutes to grab anything I wanted from this apartment,
before it all disappeared into a giant black hole,
What in this apartment would I HAVE to keep?

Let’s say I get to choose 10 things.

  1. Family pictures
  2. Passport
  3. Keys
  4. Bank card
  5. Cell phone
  6. Cell phone charger (let’s be realistic here)
  7. Bicycle
  8. Laptop
  9. Does my laptop charger count?
  10. Eyeglasses (assuming I was wearing my contacts

Now let’s say I somehow had extra time.
Or a convenient anti-black-hole robot that could teleport specific items to me.

  1. Silver rose necklace from my mom
  2. Leather jacket
  3. Sewing machine
  4. Cycling rain jacket
  5. Cycling rain pant
  6. My nonna’s mid-century Sunbeam mixmaster
  7. Favorite leather boots
  8. Vibram shoes
  9. Favorite leather purse
  10. Favorite high heels

So given the chance to take things that were essential to me,
And given a chance to take things that were sentimental to me,
I figured a list of a couple dozen objects.

Compared to these four walls stuffed with other stuff,
It begs the question,
Why do I have all the rest of this stuff?

With you, it’s different.

With you, it's different.

I tell him this so frequently that it’s become an inside joke.
When I make a talking hand gesture, it means I’m saying “it’s different with you”.
But it really is, different with him.
Things are more treasured, moments are slower, and words mean more.
This time around the word “love” has changed meaning.
Because it’s different with him.