Uncreated Conscience

Does no one sell silk flowers anymore? I must have walked into 6 florists this morning in search of a large white silk (or other sort of fake) flower and not a single one had them. I could have sworn you used to be able to buy artificial plants at a florist (I know, I [...]

I am apparently a knitting guru. Yesterday on the commute ride back home to Astoria from work, a random girl asked me to help her with her dropped stitches. Is it easy fixing a stranger’s work while standing on a moving W train? No. Did I do it anyway? Yes. Not that I’m a font [...]

As I was recovering from whatever illness wreaking havoc with my immune system this past weekend, I found myself with plenty of time to knit. I’m officially hooked; I’ve finished two scarves and have been knitting practice swatches like crazy; I’ve been working on my cable, Fair Isle, and textured pattern skills. I will reveal [...]

Today I played Dress-Up which I haven’t done for a while. My closet is a strange collection of stuff that in a pinch, can yield some awesome Halloween costumes. Or non-Halloween costumes, as the case may be. Of course, I spent all this time doing 1920s makeup (no mean feat I’ll have you know, mostly [...]

Move over ModCloth, I have found another favourite less-expensive Anthropologie replacement: Ruche. Heather-grey flowing cardigan Waves of Grain ruffle-knitted scarf Delphinium bronze filigree earrings (My birth flower!) Black cigarette pants Bronze charm bracelet Everlasting Love pendant necklace Brown olden Oxfords

I think I might have found a replacement for my beloved Anthropologie when it comes to dresses: ModCloth. Although nothing touches Anthropologie when it comes to the level of detailing in their wares (especially their home decor–I want my entire apartment to be furnished and decorated by their window dresser), the dresses at ModCloth are [...]

I think I’ve got the hang of this hair. Instead of pushing my hair away from my face, I ought to push the bangs down in front. The way I had it before made it appear too much as though I had a mullet and by god, a mullet looks good on no one. More [...]