Showing posts with label refashion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label refashion. Show all posts

Saturday, April 25, 2015

Cat Protection Society- op shop review

One of the other teachers is expecting his first child in June, so I went on a hunt for garments to cut up. I decided to stop by the Cat Protection Society shop in Newtown, and I'm so glad I did. It's a small shop, about 10 meters by 8 meters, and their garment section isn't terribly organized, but that doesn't matter. The main attraction was the baskets of clothing that were $5 for a bagful. I ended up with 26 pieces for $10, and I also bought 2 patterns for a dollar each. Apparently the bins are temporary, but  they've been there for a few weeks so far.

Cat Protection Society NSW Inc
103 Enmore Road
Newtown 2042
(opposite the Enmore Theatre)

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

80's does 40's

I prepared a bunch of clothes before moving, including some underpants from B6031 (these will remain unblogged) and this rayon number:


I picked it up for a fiver at a thrift in Myrtle Creek, hence my parents' house in the background. I just removed the shoulder pads and the center panel, overlapped the center sides by 1/4 inch, and hand stitched them together. Then I took some fullness out of the shoulder and shortened the hem.



But that's not the important news; I'm officially a college graduate.



Friday, August 2, 2013

Now I don't know what to do with myself

I've been wanting to try new embellishment techniques, so I've started stenciling a collection based on "Ya no Sé Qué Hacer Conmigo" by El Cuarteto de Nos. 





Here's my representation of "Ya tuve que ir obligado a misa":

Church of Saint Margarita summer camp 2013

I stenciled the letters and traced and painted the chalice onto a thrifted tee.


Saturday, June 15, 2013

Accidental Ralph Lauren

I bought two nearly identical dresses when I was visiting family in Oregon, but only photographed one.
I did my standard removal of shoulder pads and sleeves, and hemming.


 Seriously!?



The downstairs neighbor says the white dress is Ralph Lauren. Oops. In my defense, it was super fugly. She also brought me her matching pillowcase (!) to make a bolero.