an odd mixture of a little too tough but for my liking and refreshing. Does that make any sense?
For the entire week of Christmas (December 21st through December 28th), I was Dorothy from The Wizard of Oz – I was home, in Kansas. My plate was not filled to the brim with relaxation, I had business to do, albeit fun business. The Sunday after I arrived, Anto and I met at the tackiest, korniest, and most dreadful of places that time of the year – the mall. It was nerve wracking to meet someone I’ve only spoken to through emails and comments but once we met, the nervousness quickly subsided and my ‘Internet friend’ and I got along (it’s kind of embarrassing/weird to say that I have ‘Internet friends’). Everyone has a story and Anto has an interesting one. This girl is super sweet and she has talent she doesn’t realize. She is going to cause a stir in the future. I know it. We chit chatted about a collaboration (more details to come) and we ended our meet up with a picture with Santa. Proof via photos of us sitting next to jolly ole St. Nick should be included in this post but the shots they took didn’t cast either one of us in the greaestt light. Haven’t Santa’s elves heard of Photoshop? Geeze!
My meet up with Anto was only the beginning of the excitement I had while in the sunshine state. Do you remember Becky? Well, her, Valerie, Brandy and I celebrated my birthday (December 27th) with a photo shoot featuring my most recent creations (Valerie and Brandy were the photographer/stylist for this photo shoot). Over the past several months, I written that I have been sewing a lot of lingerie yet I have only blogged about one piece. That’s because I’ve been hiding my me-made lingerie for this – a grand photo shoot with my favorite ladies. I chose to NOT model some of the bras and undies for two reasons. One, because I’m just as I am very critical of my sewing, I am very critical of myself. Seeing myself in my skivvies might cause some extra sit ups, runs on the treadmill, and push ups on my part. Two, because I want to show you that the bras and undies I’m making can fit and look good on others. This second reason is extra important because if (cough-cough) I decide to release these patterns in the future, I want to show that this silhouette flatters many body types.
Nope, the photo shoot wasn’t the end of my excitement either. Along with the meet up, the photo shoot, and Christmas celebrations, I threw an intimate bash at my dad’s restaurant for my birthday. It was a warm evening and I wore a killer outfit while catching up with old and random friends. It was a great way end my first ever week long trip (I’ve never been away from Philly or work for that long) and I didn’t sleep a wink that night.
I boarded my plane of Friday morning still riding the high of the prior week’s events but I was ready to get back. It was tough to say goodbye to the great memories that were just made but I was welcoming everything January brings – cold temperatures, normal routines, and a balanced budget. This – the smell of normalcy in the arm – was what made my week refreshing.
