Wowza.

Man. Time passes pretty quickly when you're up to your elbows in felt flowers and stinky beavers. I have been toiling away at all my projects for the Detroit Urban Craft Fair...there are deadlines and goals and plans and all sorts of things that cause anxiety attacks. Thank the sweet baby Jesus for my mother, the Blonde Fury, who has helped me more than anyone ever could or would offer to. My mom sat on my couch and handstitched 100 leaves onto black felt....after spending a couple nights cutting out 255 flower shapes....before beginning to sew said flower shapes onto yet more felt.

She's amazing.

So....instead of posting a pic of the progress we've made together ( and every time I say "we", as in "we still have 5o more leaves to do", she responds with "what, have you got a turd in your pocket?") I will post a photo of the Blonde Fury in all her glory.




Be jealous...so very jealous that she is my momma and not yours.

xoxoxox