It's been waaaaay to long between posts, I know.
So long in fact, that I bet you were surprised to see a new one here today.
I've been meaning to share a shopping spot with you since back at Thanksgiving, but life has been so busy, that I looked at the calendar, and Christmas is here! (which I am painfully aware is too late to benefit your holiday shopping for this year, but maybe it will inspire you for all of the wonderful projects ahead in 2015.)
It's a fabuous shop located online on ebay.
I used to think ebay was for selling used items only. You know, cars...cameras...stuff like that. Well, it is, but you can also get great deals on brand new things there too.
And that is where I found Zipperstop.I first learned about Hug seam binding way back about six or seven (or eight) years ago, thanks to my friend Dawn, way back when! In case you haven't used it before, let me share exactly what it is.
This is the old-school kind of seam binding, originally used for sewing, and completely not like the seam binding you buy at your local fabric shops. It comes in a gajillion colors, in hundred yard rolls, and it has become somewhat of an addiction of mine.This is made of a natural fabric, and you can add the most wonderful touches to any tablescape or craft you're creating by adding a bit of flat or crumpled seam binding.
Seriously, it will change your life.
You can use it as it comes off the roll, or add a crumpled look to it, which is my favorite way to use it. The secret to giving your seam binding a vintage, soft, kind-of crumpled look is to simply cut a length of seam binding...a few yards will do...and then crumple it in your hand, and wet it under the faucet. Squeeze out the excess water, and then let the crumbled ball of seam binding sit on a towel and dry over night. Once dry, it is a luciously crumpled mass of ribbon! Perfect for attaching name tags to packages or wine glass stems, and for adorning pretty much anything.
You don't have to crumple it though, and Dawn shares a tutorial on her blog where you can make fringe from your seam binding. (I love this!)
I've never found this kind of seam binding anywhere but online, and nowhere have I found better prices and selections than Zipperstop on ebay.
(Warning! If you love the vintage look like I do, and you like to create and entertain, and decorate, you are gonna find it hard to narrow your color choices down to anthing under ten.)
We had an absolutely lovely Thanksgiving dinner at my daughter's home, and her tablescape was nothing short of breathtaking. A perfect mix of casual, and classy, with an autumn look and feel, and she found most of her ideas on Pinterest.
She began the grown-ups tablescape with a clever backdrop; an Ikea blanket throw instead of the usual tablecloth or runner.This added some texture and pattern to the table.
She painted some old blue charger plates black and sealed them with something to make them like chalkboard paint, allowing her to write our names in chalk.
A free Printable was printed on brown packing paper fed into her printer, creating silverware pockets.
Rustic, and homey and just perfect for the occasion, don't you think? And so easy to adapt these pieces to other occasions as well.
The kids table was equally fabulous, with another Printable for the little guests to color while waiting for the meal, and separate paper placemats for them to color as well.
They had a grand time coloring and it kept them occupied, giving the grown-ups a bit more time to visit while finishing up our meal, and getting ready for the fabulous desserts.
Dessert ideas came from Pinterest this year too, with adorable edible chocolate acorns, and little apple tart turkeys, among other goodies!
After the feast, the littlest guests had some holiday fun with even more Printable props for a photo booth, set up in the corner of the dining room.
It's so much easier to come up with fun details for entertaining thanks to Pinterest, and all of the incredibly creative folks out there in blog-land.
Just one more thing to be thankful for!
I'm working on some items for my booth at the Plucky Maiden's Holiday Junk Fest, and thinking about my etsy shop at the same time, and I would love to get your opinion on an idea I am going to try out.
Currently I only offer printable e-kit for making banners and entertaining paper goods, but I am considering adding ready made items as well. What I mean is that a person could order a ready made banner from my etsy shop or buy the printable version for much reduced price.
This being said, my question for you is this; would you be interested in buying the ready made items from etsy as opposed to a printable kit?
Likewise, would you be interested in seeing cute samples of printable e-kits in my booth at a faire, and taking my web address home to order it as a printable later at home?
Am I making sense?
I'm going to try this out at the upcoming Plucky Maidens show, and as well in the next week or two in my etsy shop. One of my daughters told me a long time ago that she thought I ought to try this because not everyone is a DIY-er and some people just want what they want when they want it...and I would love to hear your thoughts on this subject.....leave me a comment!
First, it was the Halloween crows.
Now, I'm working on some cutie-patootie doves for my New Year's Eve items for the upcoming faire.
I love how well they can hold a teeny tiny message for the season, like "Happy New Year" or "2015". I am thinking they could spread Happy Birthday wishes, as well. (Can you picture that?)
In case you're wondering, I buy my birds at the Dollar Store.
You know I heart the Dollar Store. For one thing, it's in my budget. For another, they always seem to have the stuff higher end stores have, or at least it looks like the same stuff, and...well, I can buy it for a buck.
I take it home, and foofy it up. Here is a hat in progress.
I have so much stinkin' fun doin' this!
New Year's Eve headbands and hats will be for sale soon in my etsy shop, and at the upcoming Plucky Maiden's Holiday Faire in Portland.
I hope these sweet little birds inspire you to think about New Year's Eve, and New Year's Day, and make you want to celebrate the everyday moments in this life we are given.
The holiday season has arrived at Camas Antiques, and I couldn't help but be swept up in the glittery wonderfulness of it all, as I strolled through my most favorite vintage shop ever.
Oh, the shimmery-ness of it all. Like snow by moonlight. I'm officially ready for the holidays.
It's me, Tracey.
I've been gone for so long (except for my Sunday morning pop-ins for my Weekly words to live by) that I am kind of wondering if I am writing this just for me, but maybe you're still there. (I hope so!)
Life has be way too ca-razy busy, with more changes and bumps in the roadway than I care for lately, and I can still see a few more on the horizon.
Both my son, and one son-in-law are navigating through big career changes and opportunities, and the sewing queen had an altercation with a small footstool while putting up her harvest decorations, in which the footstool won. She's on the mend now, thankfully, after surgery on a broken left wrist. She's sporting a now removable cast until nearly Christmas, and is very happy that this mishap occurred after golf season ended. (She is slightly bummed, as it is cramping her holiday sewing season, though.)
I ended up exchanging my day at the the Plucky Maiden's Bridal Faire for a day of quality time at the ER with the Sewing Queen,(followed by burgers at Red Robin!) but am signed up for their next one, coming up in March, and the Sewing Queen will be there helping in my booth.
On the topic of Plucky Maidens, it's very nearly time for the other Plucky Maiden Faire I am going to do...the Holiday Junk Fest!
I am extra excited about this one, since I am sharing the booth with one of my daughters and one of her friends. If you're in the area, mark your calendars to attend! It's going to be spectacular, and I am excited to be part of it.
I've been busy working on some New Year's Eve items, and I'll be sharing them with you (hopefully!) later this week.
A little batch of New Years Eve crows? (Hanging out around place settings around a dessert buffet?)How adorable would that be?
Or surprise a friend with a birthday crow! Oh, I think that could be fabulous! I just may need to do up one of those myself!)
Relationships are challenging sometimes (Often times. Men and women are very different animals.) and yes, I know that setting a charming table and serving up comfor food doesn't actually change lives. There is definitely a world of difference between men and women, an how we express (or don't) express our feelings.
Still, it's sometimes hard finding the right communication style with someone who's love language is Chick O'Stix.
On a different note, but oddly, still very much related to relationships, I am rather tickled to share that I have a booth space in the "Plucky Maiden's Get Hitched" Bridal Fair a week from Sunday. (Don't you love the name?)
I will be showcasing my line of bridal printables, and sweet little details. I've got my booth layout all planned in my head.
I have it broken up into themes: A Vintage theme in creamy whites, and glitter, with old book pages and touches or robins egg blue, An Autumn theme, in mustards, mochas and grays, with mittens, scarves, and pumpkins as part of the details.There will be a cheerful red and turquoise picnic buffet theme.
I'll be sharing more this week, as I get things photographed!
I get a little weary at times, from spending so much of my time seemingly having my character built.
Or maybe it's just that I need my head examined.
Or my heart.
If you've read my blog for very long, you have to know that I am incurable romantic of epic proportions. In a rather odd sort of way, I think that is what saved me when I found myself suddenly single... ohmygosh, exactly eight years ago today.
(Seriously, I didn't notice the date on the calendar until just this minute.)
I can still remember that moment, when I realized that life had changed for me forever. It's a moment frozen in time, and yet, one that I rarely think of these days.
Time heals they say. I think it just gives you perspective.(And it leaves you with a pretty gnarly scar.)
Still, when you are on the terminally romantic team, you have a little flame of hope, and an ever so tiny sliver of optimism that if you have faith...if you just believe...God's plan will slowly but surely show itself and the sun will come out again.
And it does.
In lots of ways.
I've been beyond blessed to have so many sunny moments to be excited and happy about.
Way back, when I first found myself suddenly-single, there were newly formed friendships with gal-pals for midnight deep talks and commiserating and even falling asleep while one of you is still talking(I will always adore you for those, Anne) and a little later on, new faces in the family...first there were weddings, and then those babies. (Oh! All of those precious sweet babies!)
All the while going through the sunny moments as time was creeping by, I remained the ever hopeful romantic (truth be told, actually hinging on sappy) and you know, I think that when you're like that...like me...you don't ever feel quite like you unless you are half of a we.
(Does that make any sort of sense to you?)
And as time moved on, there were those kinds of girl-meets-boy sunny moments for me as well. Only things are very different after so much time being on your own, flying solo.
Everybody that has been single for a number of years and is...ehem...a bit more mature, has their own ways of doing things, and coping with stress, or simply the way they manuever through everyday life can be immeasurably different than the way we are used to doing things.
A charming little romantic tablescape at the cozy kitchen counter, complete with votive candles to accompany their favorite comfort food for supper after they've had an unuually rough day might be a sure-fire-heart-mender for a love-is-all-there-is type like myself, but not even be noticed by a used-to-eating-by-the-mood-lighting-cast-from-the-big-screen-tv-beau, let alone, making them feel oh-so-loved and-cared-for.
Aparently, some days even a pretty tablescape doesn't make life pretty. Or even a little easier to get through.
(Nor will a homemade three-cheese grilled cheese on sourdough with a side of tomato soup)
(I did not realize that.)
I'm not at all confident that I will fully master any all of this complcated romance (or lack there of) stuff out, but I can guarantee you, I am still getting my character built.
Although I don't seem to do it as often as I have in the past, or would like to, I've got a passion for entertaining, and table scapes in particular.
No, that is not my guilty pleasure confession. You already know that about me.
Now that we have Pinterest, Instagram and Facebook, I can log on and find inspiration any time of the day or night, so...for the most part, I don't purchase magazines anymore.
For the most part.
There is one publication I can't get enough of, and I find myself checking the magazine rack at the store whenever I know a new issue is due out. It's called Mingle. (How perfect is that name for an entertaining mag?) It's one of the fabulous Stampington publications.
It's been out for a couple of years now (I think) and each and every issue is loaded with over-the-top-and-think-way-outside-of-the-box entertaining inspiration.
I can't get enough of this magazine.
(I even love the feel of the paper they use for this publication.)
The photography is always such that I find new inspiration each time I flip the page. (Even after looking it over fifty gajillions times.) The features strike something in me that makes my heart skip a beat, and I begin thinking of new ideas for table settings, and soirees, and details to make any event or meal-at-home special.
Today when I was looking through this latest issue of Mingle, I realized something. (You know that moment when you suddenly see something for the quadrillianth time but with suddenly new crystal clear clarity, and wonder why you hadn't known it before? Yeah, like that.) While I get oodles and toodles of inspration from this magazine, I do not take the steps to move it from the inspiration stage to reality. It's strange, because I used to be much better at following through on this, (I looked back in my blog archives, here, and here...and here. Oh, and here...) and I am wondering what the heck happened to me along the way.
That is something I am going to work on changing. AFter all, I have come to realize that life is very much shorter than I first assumed it was, and because of that very reason alone, I want to make the most out of each and every day from this point moving forward.
So, thanks to Mingle, I am (hopefully) going to do more of what makes me happy, which is, in part, entertaining...making the ordinary..extraordinary. I am going to make the most of life's little moments (Like a breakfast of pumpkin walnut oatmeal with coworkers, and sweet little themed lunches with grand-babes) and put into action what plays out in my head after meandering through an issue of Mingle.
I'll be sure to keep you posted!
Find this kit in my shop, here.
They'll be making their dabute in my Booth Case at Camas Antiques later tonight...
...and this weekend I'll be adding a printab;e kit for party hats and little signs in my etsy shop for those of you who would like to foofy up your own crows for yourself, or friends and family.
Some are done up in traditional orange and black, while others are ready to whoop it up in more formal (yet vintage) attire.
How fun would it be to surprise a friend at work with a lil' buddy on her keyboard, or to to use one at each place setting in a spooky table scape? How about on a mantle, atop some big ol' pumpkins?
Oh, yes. I can think of about a gajillion things to do with these tiny creatures.
It's turning out to be a LOVE-hate relationship.
I love how cute the old blue '52 is, and how people wanna give me thumbs up when I drive by.
I hate the all-too-ridiculously-frequent stops at the gas station to fuel up, thanks to the eight miles a gallon I am getting. (although it is rather fun when the guy fueling up next to me wants to give me a thumbs up and ask all about it.)
I love how great the upholstery job came out, and the snazzy new black snap on cover for the truck bed.
I love the original cutie-patootie sun visor.
I love how all of my pals at work wanna ride to lunch in old blue, 'coz it's just so danged much fun.
I hate that I am getting a whopping eight miles to the gallon. (Maybe I already mentioned that.)
Thank goodness my Rock n' Roll Buddy has (way, way) more patience and ingenuity in the area of working on improving the mileage challenge, as well a tinkering on lots of the little things that need some sort of attention. He says with some adjustments and improvements I can look forward to getting upwards of twelve miles to the gallon possibly at some point.
Apparently driving something this sweet has its' price.
And I am okay with that.
You can't put a price on cute, after all.
In addition to my charming mode of transportaion, I am feeling pretty blessed to have somebody by my side that not only sees my vision of a dream car, but is happy to see what all needs to be tweaked, adjusted,tightened, polished, painted or sanded...yep, I am one lucky girl.