One Week One Cat
Paper dolls
8th – 13th February
(if you’re new, I’ve pledged to wear only clothes handmade by me this year and to sketch my daily outfits in my Fashionary. I’m calling this the paper doll project)
Black Issey Miyake dress, gold stilettos
aqua dress with wave-y welted pockets
blue top, hot pink shorts
purple-brown dress, ecru scarf
blue dress
Japanese print dress
I apologise if it seems like everything is way too repetitive with my paper dolls’ daily outfits. The fact is that I am not a fashion blogger; I’m making all my own clothes and so my wardrobe is really not all that chocka with stuff. I am going to be repeating myself, on a regular basis. But y’know what?? I’m absolutely fine with that. It matters far more to me that I have a small number of garments to suit any particular combination of expected activities and weather conditions and man, it’s been hot!!!… and that I love and value each of those garments highly enough to reach for them over and over.
And then, there are the special occasion pieces, which by their very definition are not meant to be frequently worn.
I included above a black Issey Miyake dress that was worn twice during the week, for evening wear. Firstly, our family went to a swish-o restaurant to celebrate my daughter’s birthday on Friday (thank you to the commenters who wished her a happy birthday!), and secondly, we hosted a big party for her at home last Saturday. The party was formal; rellies* all arrived dressed to the nines, all the girls in gorgeous little cocktail dresses and towering stilettos, all the boys in suits. Cassie looked lovely in a dress I had made about six years ago and all my boys wore shirts made by me (happiness!) Of course the hors d’oeuvres wielding, drinks topper-upperering, cake bearer (moi) had to look presentable too… so I frocked up in my serious LBD and gold stilettos, hair up in a chic, messy bun.
The party went like a blast!! lots of laughter and chatter, cool jazz music and dancing, funny speeches and good food. The cleanup was fabulously easy. Our children are at the age where their friends are quite civilised now. I had to laugh; the following day, Craig said to me; “… and no one threw up so it was a good party” I was like “ohhh, we have such low expectations!”
*transl. “rellies” = relatives
Stuff
28th January-2nd February
(if you’re new, I’ve pledged to wear only clothes handmade by me this year and to sketch my daily outfits in my Fashionary. I’m calling this the paper doll project)
Un-stashing
I’ve committed to using at least two pieces of fabric from the stash per month, for the year. Hmmm, OK. I’m sure I can gather the strength to cut into and potentially ruin 24 pieces of my lovely fabric … eek! And do I even have 24 pieces of fabric??
One also has the option of abstaining from purchasing any new stuff too… well I’ll give that one my best shot but definitely no promises there. Well, what if I see something utterly awesome????
We have monthly themes to work to. Ordinarily I kinda suck at themes; any sort of sewing to someone else’s say-so actually. But January’s theme is itty bitty stuff, like using up the little itty bitty bits and pieces of leftover fabric in your stash that are not enough for a full project by themselves. Well, a good quarter of my wardrobe probably comes from scraps and bits of leftover fabric, so I’m pretty happy to go with that one!
In fact I churned through the bits and bobs part of my stash during the week; came up with some likely looking candidates and got a-snippin’ and a-clippin’ : results very soon …. stay tuned!
Some housekeeping notes: for several months now, and still; I am having a whole world of trouble with leaving comments on some WordPress blogs… if you might reasonably expect some return comments from me, then please check your trash comments; mine may well have popped directly into there. If you “un-spam” my comments then the problem should be fixed, for me too!
2012; a retrospective
Here we are, the very last day of the year! and a good time to reflect… was the year fabulous? was it awful? was it so humdrum we now cannot remember a single thing?
Of course, the beauty of having the blog is that a whole bunch of stuff is documented in black and white buff yellow and there is just no escaping the truths within; good or bad, wrought by my own fair hand.
A favourite picture from each month of the year… June has two because I just had to have one each from Italy and Paris!
January
Bread
Have I ever mentioned before that I married a very clever man? Maybe, but if not then.. I have. A very clever man indeed.
Well, he married me, didn’t he?
Haha! kidding!
He has done some other clever things too 😉
Including making bread.
Now let me explain… we are not foodies, oh nooo!.. although in fact I have been “making bread” for the family for about fifteen years; only I use a bread-maker which is kinda cheating, and not really like making your own bread at all. So, while I do “make my own bread”, please note the use of self-mocking inverted commas. Well, you see; Miss Frugality, in her zeal for DIY, went and bought a breadmaker, even though it was expensive and she is allergic to kitchens. Fortunately it turned out to be so easy even the worst cook in the world could cope, and the cost per use is probably down into the micro-cents by now. So, the kiddies grew up on that deliciously chewy, crusty, chocka-with-seeds stuff it produced and we quickly discovered we just could never go back to that crap masquerading laughably as “bread” sold in the supermarket, ever again… so the homemade bread habit has continued to this day. Chuck in the breadmix, water, yeast, press a few buttons, a few hours later, hey presto, a yummy loaf awaits. Simple as that. Easy peasy. And domestic contentment ensues.
But recently my husband read a book “52 Loaves” by William Alexander; which outlined the author’s grail-like quest to make bread the traditional way, truly from scratch. Very entertaining read, by the way.
My husband, not a man easily impressed, was impressed. He was like, “Challenge Accepted!!”
Yes, in case you’re wondering, my husband is an inquisitive as well as a competitive man. On those personality thingie tests, he always comes out as a lion; an A-type; a born-leader; a go-getting, never-admit-defeat, super-intelligent dynamo of doing-ness; or whatever.
Anyhow, he found himself compelled to make bread, too. The hard way. And like just about anything my husband attempts, he succeeded.
So.
He started out by developing his own starter.
You begin with blueberries… yes, really. Why? Well, blueberries are one of the few substances which are still sold today with their protective layer of wild yeast intact. That white, slightly powdery substance coating the surface of blueberries?? well, that is an atmospheric fungus, a naturally occurring thing, that has been used for centuries by our ancestors to grow the leavening agent for bread. Nowadays, most of us are lazy and use either dried yeast or a pre-made starter developed by somebody else, but fortunately for the apocalypse-minded amongst us: the materials are still at hand for those who wish to make use of ancient techniques and go the pure unassisted route towards making their own bread. Can you make your own yeast? why yes you can!
It also occurs on other fruits and veggies, you sometimes see it on grapes and apples here but most of the time it gets polished off before they reach the grocer.
Craig soaked a punnet of blueberries in pure (chloride and fluoride free) water to harvest, or in old terms; “catch” the yeast. Then he combined this “live” water with an equal quantity of flour, and left it to develop. After a few days he had a thick bubbly paste with a pleasantly fertile, brewery-like aroma.
This is the levain, and it lives in our fridge. In colder climates people keep it in a warm spot on the window sill, but we are in a very very hot climate so it would get bloated and whiffy in no time at all on our windowsill! You need to feed and tend to it every few days to keep it in good shape.
As you can imagine, in ancient times the levain was like gold in a family; it was their ticket to the staff of life and it was essential for it to be kept well maintained. The health of a family’s levain was literally the key to the health of the family!
Obviously we are a very fortunate first world family whose survival is not dependent on the survival of our levain; but after all the effort that went into producing this stuff you can be sure Craig is taking blinkin’ good care of it!
He baked the bread on pizza stones. Fortunately we’ve had these already a Christmas gift one year I think.
Incidentally I was allotted about one nanosecond in which to take this photograph… something to do with “YOU’RE LETTING ALL THE HOT AIR OUT!“… or something or other…
and then … bread.
As they say in the ad biz; Un Serving Suggestion…
And was it tres delish?
Oh, oui.
Thank you
I just wanted to say a very big thank you for all those kind comments … I read them all with so much pleasure and felt very much supported and loved by everyone. You are all so lovely!
It is so very silly how the smallest drop of vitriol in amongst a whole crowd of sweet and kind comments can somehow be so disproportionately effective in bringing one’s spirits crashing down, intellectually we know it should not be so but we humans are sensitive creatures and it is just so. So silly!
So, I thank you all from the bottom of my heart and wish to send you all a big big beautiful bouquet of gorgeousness right back at you!



















































