speaka likea theesa
Last night I went to a Middle Eastern dance class with my friend Helene. It was really fun! I was surprisingly good at it, too... of course, that was compared to a room full of frenchies, who ain't no slaves to the beat. I plan on going every week; especially since I woke up this morning with sore muscles.I finished a dumb little sweater last night, too. I had wanted a cropped, fitted body and wide sleeves; that's what I got.
The collar alone took me two nights to figure out.
This is what it looks like on me. On me, headless, sitting on the edge of a bed, sucking in my stomach.
Check out my new wallpaper in the background!
Nothing too fancy, you can see. I just put a cable running down each arm. It took me about two weeks to make this, but a third of the time was spent on false starts and a another third was spent on finishing the collar and cuffs. I hate doing those futsy details.
I'm wearing it today, too! Look how dark my room is at 7 in the morning!
I got pretty focused on finishing it. Some other things, like cleaning up after myself, fell to the wayside.
This is what obsession looks like, folks.
I was watching an interview with Roberto Benini as I finished. He speaks french! Kind of! He speeka so crazy!
So happy because he love-a life! Yes!
Tonight is best yet: one of my classes of cooking school students (who are in their early 20s) are having me over tonight for a little dinner party! A party for me! When one of the kids invited me yesterday in class, I was so touched I nearly cried. They want to be my friend!*
*THANK GOD.
1 Comments:
That sweater is soo cute!! I love it!!
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