Passion for rags....

Right, this still isn't a fashion blog. I'm not into fashion, nor do I follow it. I buy shit that I like the look of, if I can afford it. You won't catch me paying 200 quid for a fucking t-shirt though....
My passion is clothes. They are a form of self expression, and using colours and patterns to reflect and lift my mood. I love the slightly camp and the tacky, hawaiian and tropical prints are always go, leopard never fades either!
I trawl through second hand markets, charity shops and boot sales and buy pretty things. Optimally my home would have lots of storage space, and a room for crafts. At the moment it has neither of them, so it looks horrendous.
This time, I have a pile of pics of bargain finds, and also my sewing frenzy I had last week....
Here we go....

Some skirts a whipped up for le child from scraps.

Two of the same skirt, the other one got a new home in another girls wardrobe.

 My fashionable assistant

 I bought some tropical fabric and made it into a dress for warm weather..

 This was originally a full dress, and fucking tiny, so I bought it (2€), cut it up ....

 and added a stretchy panel to accommodate my ass.

 Primark find, rarely I pay full price, but this just couldn't be passed....

 My anti-depressant bag... Charity find £3

 Pretty summer frock with embroidery and sequins £1..

Lovely duvet cover, I think it would make a nice skirt or trousers if I don't use it as bedding....

 Got a pencil skirt, was too tight for my buttocks, so made little sidepanels from another skirt...

 T-shirt that was small enough to fit my kid, butchered and added another tee to bring length...

 Same with this one, pink fabric was bought years ago, never got around making it into anything...

Cute details... :)

That's it for now. More to come soon...

Flappety flap

Just so everything is not all doom and gloom, here's some photos from the last few weeks....

Converse trainers, found them from TK Maxx for 8 quid, WIN!

Snood thingamabob I made for the little one to wear...

 The humidity is a pain in the arse. Sugary cereal turned into a brick....

 She wants something......

 Aberdeen weather....

 More local weather

 Some Maneki Neko cameos and my bitchin SOA phonecover....

Blingity bling, back of the SOA phonecover...

So yeah, I get shit done occasionally too.... :D

No car booting, bollocks.

I enjoy the warmer season and the frequent car boot sales. But always dependant on other half, as I don't drive. Never had the money to get a licence when I was younger and not exactly flushed with cash now either.
Hate being stuck at home, unfortunately this seems the norm to my hairy baboon half. Blaah.
Makes a boring sunday even more boring.
I love rummaging  sale racks, charity shops and boot sales. The feeling when you bag a bargain is great.
Sad thing is, bargains are a breed near extinction. People don't seem to realise how the value of an item drops the minute you take it out of the shop, and take the tags/wrapping off. I'm not going to pay lots of money for something that I can't take back to a shop if there's any faults etc.
Then you get the turds called re-sellers. Buy it for 50p and then moments later you see it couple of tables further for 8 pounds. Hope you never get it sold for that price, ya dick.

I love Primark. The value for money you get is great. And it makes a lot of car booters look like absolute arses, as selling used items for more expensive prices that you'd get it brand new...Well, it makes you look like a fucking tit. The other week when I got to go to boot sale, asked a girl for the price for a jumper and a t-shirt. 7 pounds she said, and that's when I put the shit back on the rack, collect my jaw off the ground and move on.
But yeah, I'm gonna crack on the glue and stick some glitter shit on the little ones shoes, as I didn't get to go to boot sale. Meh.

-queenbitch