I’m not one who advertises for free but Ling Wu has fashioned some of the most gorgeous bags I’ve laid eyes on. Unlike loud monogrammed bags designed to flaunt riches, Ling Wu bags are understatedly beautiful and rich in details. Every bag tells an unpretentious story of uniqueness and hard work. If shoes can tell you what the character of a person is, then bags like these lets you read their souls.
More important to me than its name is knowing how the birthday girl will love and treasure this hand made gift, no matter how lop-sided I had sewn her dog to be. Sorry. Sewing straight has never been, and may never be, my forte. Besides, its boring. :)
Any mom would know, tending to a baby is like having 2 full time jobs all at once. In the midst of endless feedings, diaper changes & tantrum management, it is important to take some time to breath and do something out of the ordinary. Like taking a shower or going to the loo for a number 1.
If you are extremely lucky to have a supportive hubby like D-man, you can venture further and experiment with recycling / upcycling projects like this one.
It’s a tube bag for your yoga mat, and requires nothing but an old pair of jeans and some ribbon. Aunty Scroogey would approve. Come on admit it, we all have at least a pair of jeans sitting in the darkest corner of our wardrobes, waiting for it’s salvation day when we miraculously grow thinner. I stopped counting when my stash hit 15.
I made this from D-man’s ancient ripped jeans. I loved how incredibly soft it is, the results of being worn so frequently for years. I can never achieve that effect, nor will I ever see natural fade lines on my denims. That’s the downside for often buying new clothes that I don’t need.
But don’t tell him that. He might get cocky and use it against me.
Best part of it is, that I know it’s one in the world.
Just like D-man. :)
A good weekend (or 2 if you’re slow like me) project. I got the pattern from Abbey Lane, and love it for its generous size. I’m a born and bred big bag girl. Small, itsy ladylike handbags just ain’t up my alley.
Available for order if you’re keen!
for a special friend. Hope she likes it. It’s suppose to be her Christmas gift but we met up 3 weeks too late. And then I met her last week I forgot to bring it along.
I hope she’ll use it soon cause she’s gonna be skiing in some exotic eastern European city which name I can’t even pronounce. Well, actually more like I can’t remember. Pregnesia does such things to you.
Who are you again? What am I typing? What’s this blog thing?
I wish I had one of these swaddling blankets when I was a baby. Then maybe I would have had a chance at being completely balanced and normal. Whatever normal means.
Yes I was kidding. But it is true swaddling blankets have been all the rage these years. Some brilliant person found out that babies are more at ease and funkier when constrained and wrapped up like a present. They sleep better and longer and cry less. Because they really are the needy, insecured noise makers we think they are. :)
It was fun & pretty painless to make this nevertheless, and friends (you know who you are), if you are expecting a beanie of your own please ask for one from me. I’ll be more than happy to make you one. As long as you give your first born to me.
Yes I was kidding again.
Second or third born ones works just as well. Offer while stocks last.
At least for a few precious minutes.
A couple of you asked me why I started sewing and like I mentioned, I was inspired an antique patchwork baby blanket made for my by my paternal great grandmother. I still keep the blanket till today but because its so old, it’s disintegrated into shreds and I’m so afraid to use it least it turns into dust. Bear in mind that when virtuous housewives of ancient times make patchwork, the fabrics were remnants of old clothings, unlike now where we often buy new materials for a desired pattern. The older folks know a thing or two about recycling.
So I decided to start this restoration project. I cut adequate fabric, hem them, and hand sew the pieces over torn patches. Some say it’s not sustainable because the other fabric would start to tear as well but let’s worry about that later. At least for now, I can hand down a true piece of antique to our beanie who’s about to meet the world.
The initial plan was to make a baby sized blanket with a ladybird theme because ladybirds are deemed to bring good luck. But of course the I let my over-zealousness take over and I ended up with a teen sized blanket.
Who is excessive? Not me! Nek!
Pop up hand-sewn appliques are a nightmare to make but extremely gratifying when completed.
A big part of the project was made with recycled fabric remnants…
pieced together in harmony. Her first baby steps to being green! :)
That’s the back of the blanket…
flaunted by these lovely international dollies.
Well at least her birthday presents for 12 years has been sorted out!
I so love unicorns, phoenixes and all mythical creatures. They ferry you into fantasy land, give you that something unrealistic to think about, and is just pure fun. That’s why I couldn’t resist buying this yard of beautiful fabric even though I thought it was costly (by my meager standards). I made it into a weekend bag and the rest is history.
hand quilting around the unicorns..
I know I haven’t been the most diligent in updating this blog, and I thank you for even coming back here to see what’s happening. You see, I’ve been busy baking something really, really special. Something D-man and I have both looked forward to for ages.
I’ll give you a clue. I made these in preparation.
We are naturally very, very excited and am grateful to all the hand-me-downs received so far. Some of these stuff are so cute I want to keep them for myself.
Thank you, mucho Gracias, Vielen Dank!