bernies this weekend in dream fit 

an ode to my 2024 twinbed...

Dear 2024 adult twin bed... 

You served me well, but it's time we part queen (no pun intended). We found each other about 2 years ago when I decided it was a great idea to have an optional sleeping area for me and my last boyfriend. The Helena B.C. & Tim Burton setup will always be my blueprint for couples living spaces. However, due to obvious financial restrictions, neighboring apartments were off the table. So we had to settle for a beautiful curled iron daybed purchased from a tres chic silverlake lesbian couple on fb marketplace. Who knew that when I picked you up in 2022, you would be my symbolic chastity belt a year and half later? Fate is a cruel jester's grin vibe like that, but perhaps freewill was working itself in my subconscious. Perhaps I'm always anticipating the shoe to drop & simply cannot be caught with my ass out... in hindsight probably that... you get it. After my ex moved out, I dumped my full size that was a hand me down gift from some lady in Oklahoma. And I made the bold identity shift from wifey to adult 5'9" cat lady in a twin bed. Yay it was honestly cunty and I don't regret it for a second!!!! It's not like we were total losers together, we did dom that goth guy and even did the final smash of my last relationship before the end of 2023. But on January 1st, 2024, I arose from the baptismal waters and emerged as a full blown nun. Cue Pose for Me by Natalie Nunn. We had a bunker x soldier style relationship: I arose early because I was generally uncomfortable + had shit to do allll the time, and worked late because indulgent bed-rotting wasn't an available luxury. I became thankful for the tiny sleeping space I was granted amidst heartbreak warfare (yes that is a John Mayer song that kinda slapped), and I knew once there was peace, I would be returning to something more comfortable. BUT I had to get up and out of the trenches to earn it! I needed a physical yet poetic device to seduce me into period of change. 

Everyone said I was crazy for loving you, twin bed. But I think what we had was hot. You served as a spiritual hospital bed, Clara's floating bed into the land of the sugarplum fairy/ a stage-prop in some random production of Annie/ Beth's deathbed, an Even Cowgirls Get the Blues ranch-hand bunker, a straight jacket, a nursery crib, Peter Steele's goth gf vampire coffin in the best of times, a chrysalis, and the most dainty, limp-ankled, aristocratic fainting surface ofc. I took pride in our relationship, and although intentionally temporary, I will keep parts of you with me forever...except the rock hard mattress that snatched my lumbar spine every night.. and as I now sit my ass down on this tempur pedic throne... I am soooooo glad to dump you baby sorry! Just know it doesn't mean I never loved you </3 

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This era of my metamorphosis is complete! How exciting! Here are my most romantic (and risqué) pics from this past year to commemorate my special relationship with probably my last twin bed until like 2078 when my gay son builds a tinyhouse for me:

                              

        

  

       

                            ok for the grand finale... 

                                                                                here's the new queen.. 

                                                

                    

see dw I still love you! like any great love, ofc I cant fully ever let go oopsie lol      ♡

                    ♡                                             ~just carry over the important parts into my next romance~

 

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(why is the theme song of this post Clumsy by Fergie- specifically the bridge? but also like, Orinoco Flow)

 

process check in 4 late november

process piccies of my new prairie bonnet, I think I'm almost there but the notes I have are: 

-fix the neck situation/ make it a little bit more hoodie-y for a real head with hair

-cut the v-neck situation its kinda unnecessary 

-heavier interfacing on bonnet bill

-heavier gathering and more fluid "bodess" piece connection to sleeves

-gathering instead of pleating on shoulder seam & wrist seam. Both are concentrated towards the middle of the seam 

-a wee bit longer waist piece 2 b super snatched

I've got the fabric choices down on the hoodies, however I'm encountering a little creative block with my fabric choices on the other pieces. I guess I'm just so used to going with the flow finding random vintage fabrics with a heavy vibe, as well as printing my own images. So it makes this process of picking fabrics just a little bit more confusing when I have sooooO many options. Last week I went swatching and I couldn't believe how quickly the time flew and how massive my swatch bag was. It was fun but damnnn like I could get really crazy with this shit. Ug I have to say as well- it's hard to find cool printed wovens because the digital printing is just so fug and cheap looking. I'm thinking maybe I just get hella vintage fabrics for those kinds of pieces or do my own prints. Here are some options from my first brainstorming day... The top is a mock-up with random (amazing) fabrics in my studio, and the swatches are obviously what I found at ragfinders/downtown~

 

I'm mostly excited about the pink lace and black sequins of course lolol but the others are cool too.. everyone is obsessed with the polka dot situation which I guess I am too but eep does it fit the vibes? likeeee its not really part of the 3 color stories? I guess it actually is kind of model poetry. Damn all three options kinda inadvertently hit the stories in my mind! Which I think I need to blog about next. 

Which brings me to my next big hurdle.... prints prints prints. Agu pointed out the option of making my own prints and I was all like but wouldn't that look hype beast-y? but then she was like nooo like you photoshop some cool shit and its like a massive print. Almost like those soviet inspired chopova fleece tops. This will be fun fun and I will be able to do it in Texas over Christmas. Inspo on the vibe is model poetry x the country graphic tees paw paw used to sell x intro to Annie graphics x my own pics x victorienne lol 

 

 

SoooO yah.. oof I sometimes just get so so anxious and don't think anything I do is good enough etc. It's such a demented part of the creative process. Can you imagine what it would be like to be freed of anxiety?  alas... what else?

oh yah... I need to finish the pattern for the shorts and jeggings tomorrow. Like done done actually pleaseee mama ! I don't have the sketches on hand, but it's basically a booty short with almost costume-y western detailing like oversized belt loops and contrast fabrics separated by rodeo-y lines. I think the fabric will be the tea on making it more subtle and elevated. perhaps just the same fabric but on some parts inside out or contrast pinstripe directions etc. The jeggings are basically super long the hug over the heel of a massive platform LOL like legwarmers but its lambskin with a chaps-inspired pattern. ahhh will it be good enough? will it fit the story I'm trying to tell? iwbgiwubgiuwrb;kjwref my chest is filled with "its not done" anxiety.. tomorrow is Saturday and my day off so I guess imma get it poppin then... lots to do before December hits 

if I had a dom website or dating page I'd use these risqué yet classy photobooth pics taken on the clock

I would name her "Victorian" OR 

"Sweet n Shadows"... based on the output of an AI nickname generator Lucia and I did recently

        

  

                                                                              

                                                                                            

 

 this video is so my inspo for this snow globe belt I'm making for the collection... Im sorry but I have to Stan idc

I love my bestie baby CC (Carlin) She's a taurus (my favorite sign/ the sign I wish I was myself)... We've been doing movie nights recently because we both really need cuddle sleepy time and we don't have boyfriends anymore. This pic comforts me because it really proves there are angels everywhere <3

 

the fly on my skinny jeans isn't zipped... a haiku I think

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my jeans are skinny 

 my fly isn't zipped

my naiveté is my superpower 

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hiii everyone! its minkie...

pictured left: me at peace in my mom's rose garden 

pictured right: a photo of the inside of my brain that my dr. just emailed me