Technical Difficulties...

... if that broad concept covers having NO computer at all.  Ah well.  Artwalk February 2010!

Spent time traipsing about with the lovely and talented REDACTED. Aside from a few wistful moments, like coming across the SkinGraft Storefront and not really knowing what to say (Rest in Punk-Rock Peace, McQueen- you will be missed.) we had a lovely time.

Of course, I was dressed in my new favorite business card- my paisley-ccino pop part sheathe.  No images yet of the detailing, or any of the new pop-print collection I've been toiling away at for the past few weeks, but those are coming- someone is going to shoot them for me when we've both got a spare weekend.

 These guys were promoting the Wandering Marionettes Kabinet Theatre Dance and Spectacle- a mouthful AND a lens-full.  Check them out.

Oh, the people you'll meet!  Jacob here agreed to pose for me with his AWESOME jacket.

Check out the view...

 

Nice.

Wrapped up at Lot 44 Coffee Shop.

(I have to switch some pictures around, so this post will be a little lopsided.)

Portfolio- I'm no photographer

Well... The dresses are cute, anyways.  I'm going to overcome my shyness about showing pictures of myself one step at a time, so for now, here are a few of my creations, made to fit my body.  Meanwhile, off to shop for models, Photoshop, and a real cameraperson!

(the birthday dress.  oh yes.)

I got tired of seeing plaid everywhere but in my collection.  Hello, forecasters?  Here's my forwarding address!

The big 20-something!

Had a lovely birthday yesterday, with good food (which was fancy drinks) good friends (E3rd event, the Association Bar, and my darling pal Gina of Rebellionheirs,) and good graphics. 

Or at least, my quick little b-day present to myself; a graphic print dress.

Um... we were a bit distracted taking the photos.  I'll have to style a shoot.  I should have asked for a tripod... anywho, meet the first member of my new line- Graphic!  (or at least, meet a blurry pic of most of it.)  Created, of courses, from a badly scarred remnant in the murkiest crevices of the Condo, it was a piece of birthday cake to throw together.  Here's to a productive year!