or SpongeMo if you will
every spring, for the last 12 years, we go on a ski trip to France with a bunch of friends. actually, most of us do the snowboarding thing, but I think that would still be called a ski trip in English. in Dutch we call it ‘wintersport’, which sounds logical and very non-judgemental about whether you practice skiing or snowboarding. I’ve been snowboarding for over 15 years, but this year I skied for the first time. it went well, and to celebrate that I bought an appropriate ski suit from the eighties in fluorescent colours on the Waterloo Square market, which I will show to you in a following post. (I can’t believe I have to wait a whole year to wear it)
our group is usually the size of an average highschool class, and so is the behaviour. every year since the 10th anniversary we have a quiz. this year, friend D and I made it. D works at a (“very respectable! we always hear both sides!”) gossip TV program, so the tendency of the quiz was kind of showbizz-ish. I, on the other hand, could only come up with extremely difficult questions of which I had to google the answers myself too (and sometimes even the questions), so when our test subject couldn’t answer any of them, we decided it was for the better if I turned to another important task on our list: the medals. I was very happy when the winning team was so excited about them that they wore them on their ski jackets for the rest of the week. they also won awesome gloves and other expensive and superhip snow goodies, but that is completely beside the point.
diy project: magnetic spice jars. I would SO love to make a tutorial for whatever, because I can do something no one else can do, but there ís no such thing. this one is easier than your mother: buy some jars, buy some magnets, buy some glue, put it together and there you go. done.
spending the week in France for a quick energetic reload as well as an attempt to evade ‘Queensday’, a Dutch national holiday on the 30th April of which the pro is: neverending fleemarkets all over the country, and the con: most people use it as a poor excuse to get drunk in the morning and stay that way for the remainder of the day. normally I’m no stranger if it comes to pointless drinking, but in this case it gets kind of pathetic. plus, I don’t really care for monarchy. :)
good news is, in France they use the 1st of May for fleemarkets too! and on one of them I found these amazing old French fashion magazines, including some of the original sewing patterns that came with them back in the fifties and sixties. I was really happy when I found them, because I was actually looking for magazines like this for a while, but never did. I’m planning on making the dress as shown on the image, and I’m very curious how it will look. I highly doubt if the tiny waist comes with the pattern. if results are achieved I shall post consequently.
and while I’m at it, (what happened to my resolution to post on a daily or at least weekly basis? Today I’m on a roll though..) I knitted socks. small ones. first baby to arrive will be the lucky recipient..
almost forgot to post about the lovely illustrated porcelain from my friend Kim Welling! I spent an hour making a choice between all the beautiful cups, saucers and even a teapot, and I came home with these two lovely pieces. Go to her Etsy shop if you want to have some of your own..
lacking an actual dead deer but with the urge to add something traditional to my interior I found this vegetarian taxidermied variation. within 5 minutes after hanging it on the wall, a spider had managed to build himself a nice comfortable cobweb in the antlers. at least I know he was in agreement with my purchase.
I tend to stroke it when on the phone, which is strange..