I’m not really sure what "BOO-YAH!" means, but I feel like saying it when I look at this purse I made . . .
out of this.
The purse is not blocked, I haven’t attached the handle, and I can’t decide on a closure–a snap, a button, a staple, a nail? The binding covering the raw edges is a little bulky on one side, and pretty decent on the other. Know how when you’re trying something new your technique gets better as you go along? Yeah, that.
I bought this 100% wool sweater at Deseret Industries, Utah’s premiere thrift-shop chain run by the LDS church. The "DI" is so. much. fun. for a thrift-shop junkie like me. I love spotting a cool piece of clothing or furniture and quietly thinking to it:
"Oh my heck, WHAT are you doing here? Your previous owners simply didn’t understand you. You’re coming home with me."
Thrift-store shopping is an art, I tell you. It’s taken me years to get it right. And sometimes I still get it wrong. When I was in college I moved to an apartment in a third-story building. I hit the DI and bought a huge secondhand couch covered in funky flowers. My good friend Matt and I carried that couch up three flights of outdoor stairs, only to find that it wouldn’t fit through the front door of the apartment. Back down the stairs. Back to the DI. (Hmm. Writing this, I realize that my error in judgment wasn’t due to being an inexperienced secondhand shopper. It was basically me sucking at math.)
I bought five more secondhand sweaters this week. I’m looking forward to making more, I dunno, stuff. Whatever I can dream up. Repurpose, reduce, reuse, recycle. Sure, all that is dandy. But really, I’m just having fun.