such a big weekend for such a little girl!

one of the major motivations to start this whole thing was to de-clutter my life.  so far my room, my haven, has remained as messy and war zone like as before i'd started the challenge.  this is a major cause of stress.  as much as i love to retreat to my room it makes me sad when i look around and there is nothing but shit as far as they eye can see.  i decided to make some inroads into this problem by holding a market stall on saturday.  i was ruthless when going through my clothes.  previously i had three large racks stuffed to the brim as well as a comprehensive floor-drobe and several shelves just full of STUFF.  i was super happy with myself as i managed to whittle it down to just one rack.  i didn't realise how emotional the process would be though.  as i placed each item in the hallway to sell, memories came flooding back as to when and where i had bought it and the good times i'd had in each piece.  these feelings had been one of the major causes for my hoarding and i knew i just had to let it go.  who cares if i bought it overseas or kissed a cute boy in it or danced til dawn in it.  the memories remain, i don't need a physical reminder to reflect on good times had.  besides a lot of the clothes where from the 'thin' days and i really don't need to fool myself into thinking that there will be a return visit to the fabulous skinny me.  just torture really.

our lovely friend lauren dropped by

  so carla and i i trundled off to the fitzroy market, with help from the awesome brandon and his wonderful truck and the love interest, and set up shop.  unfortunately it wasn't as busy as i would have liked and i only sold about a quarter of my stuff.  oh well i made 175 buckeroos to put in to the overseas fund and had a lovely day.  could have done without the horrendous sunburn though...

little nicky came to visit.  didn't buy anything but did complain excessively about the heat.  

then today (sunday) i had the first ever meeting of my sewing club!  yay!  after putting it off several times it finally happened and was a resounding success.

kim and carla cut out their patterns.

i really do love sewing.  i know that it comes easily to me because i have been doing it for so long but it does make me sad that so many of my friends don't know how to sew.  so i thought since it's just about the only skill that i have i may as well share the love.  kim, alex, bri, carla and my mum all turned up today brimming with enthusiasm and fire in their bellies.  and i have to say that i was like a proud little mother hen when they modelled their finished pyjama shorts.

snowy's sweatshop

despite a slight hiccup in the sizing of the shorts they all looked fabulous.  we used a pattern for mens pyjamas but i'm not sure what man was supposed to wear them because they came out blood restictingly tight.  not to worry though a cheeky little panel down each side and we were in business.  we had so much fun in fact that a second date has been arranged for two weeks from now and perhaps i'm a little over confident but i have slated a shift dress as the next project.  hurrah for handmade!

awesome shorts!  where did you get them?  oh you made them... how clever!