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As promised, today I wanted to give everyone a hint of what’s to come on “The Linen Closet” page. However, things didn’t go quite as well as I had hoped today. Its deliciously cloudy outside though, which means, that I have an excuse for why things didn’t go as planned. I’ve always been of the opinion that sunny days mean things must be done right, but cloudy days give everyone an excuse:

Just think….Slept through your alarm? “I’m so sorry, it was so dark you know, this weather….” Running late? “This rain! I had to drive so slow just to be safe…” Bad hair? “Goodness! this weather…I can’t do a thing with my hair!” And, everyone must agree that as soon as the sun goes away, suddenly there is a general, unspoken desire to nest, the to-do list becomes a little less important, and hot beverages and afghans sure look extra-irresistible.

Despite the clouds though, I would like to press on….so, here is a look at my project:

First, The Muse:

My Great-Grandmother.

I have no idea how these women were so naturally beautiful. It makes me ashamed to see my drawers packed with products I use daily with this lovely lady staring smugly right back at me with nary a blot of makeup on her face nor a hair-straightener in sight and yet still looking so vogue. She’s 26 in this picture and completely stunning. *sigh* moving on. Besides how elegant she was though, she was also wonderfully creative and accomplished. She made her own clothes, painted, beaded, and “I know not what!” (Mr. Bingley, Pride and Prejudice). My mother before me, and then I still use her hand-painted mirror and lipstick-covers she created, now some 40 or more odd years old. They’re fading a bit but so unique I absolutely adore them- especially the mirror, if I didn’t care for my face that day, it could just be flipped over and ta-da! An always smiling face to greet you:

hand painted mirror

hand-painted lipstick

My favorite piece out of all of her creations that has been gracing my room for as long as I can remember though is Alice:

 The Model:

paper-mache Made of paper-mache and standing about 4 feet tall, Alice has been quietly (and I like to think, fondly) observing me dash about my room since I was a little girl and I felt it was high-time I included her. She really is quite exquisite.



I chose her to model what I create because, for example, on a cloudy day like today when yes, I slept through my alarm, yes, I was late, YES, nothing could be done to my hair, I don’t really jump at the chance to be photographed.

At Last, The Project:

vintage handmade apron

A few years ago, one New Years Eve, the four ladies in my life who make me laugh harder than anyone should be allowed to laugh, decided we had better things to do than kiss a boy and drink champagne to ring in the New Year, we could make aprons and drink champagne to ring in the New Year! After years of giving these creations away as gifts, I’ve always met with the same reaction…”you could sell these!” So, here I am, doing just that.

Like I said, I had planned to unveil some aprons to you today, with Alice donning her new role as active participant instead of casual observer to my life. But, the aprons I was working on came up against a very, VERY angry bobbin that stopped me in my tracks:

-Don’t let it fool you, I thought it was humming along nicely too. Then, things really began to get out of hand:

 And so, friends, I admit-I gave  up:

Not for good though, please please stay tuned, “The Linen Closet” will soon be up and going despite any, and all, bobbins that try to thwart me.

Hope the clouds gave you a good excuse today -<3 A.