Graduating to New Levels of Better

Hi all.  Wow.  Lots ‘n lots of comments on that last post.

First off, thank you for your kind words.  They were all extremely thoughtful, and you’re wonderful to have cared enough to reach out like you did. Thank you.

Second off, I want to ease your minds about a few things.  There seems to be a misconception in the comments thread of the last post that I’m just totally broke and should have a GoFundMe thing set up or something.  That’s not the case, I promise you.  I’m certainly not loaded, and am going through some financially tough times, but don’t worry.  I’m financially stable.  And I can’t stand those people who set up GoFundMe drives when there are people who are in actual need.  I make fun of them.

I’m feeling much better now, and have taken steps to keep feeling much better/ possibly betterer.  Don’t worry about me.  A lot of you said you’ve been feeling the same way I was feeling, and I don’t want that for you.  I hope you’ll seek help.  I wish I had done so 10+ years ago, as it has already made an immense difference, and I look forward to seeing how much better I’m going to feel.  It can get better.

For my 33rd birthday, I work up at 3:30 (WHOA!)am to do a refashion.

I started with this.


Remember me?

Remember me?


I snipped out those sleeves, as temps were finally going to reach into the 80’s.  Usually I don’t advise this as it will make closing up your armholes a little harder, and you run the risk of making them way too wide, but I really didn’t feel like spending the hour+ it would take to get these off.  Also, because this thing is so big and would need to be taken in so much, it wouldn’t be such an issue.





Once this was done, the gown graduated to my dress form for a fitting:


Much fit.  Very wow.

Much fit. Very wow.


I stitched down each side on my machine, then serged the raw edges.


For those of you who keep telling me the tension is off, can you tell me how to fix it?  :)

For those of you who keep telling me the tension is off, can you tell me how to fix it? :)


Next, I closed up those raw (and rapidly-fraying) arm holes.  It was actually a pretty finicky business.  I really should have properly unpicked the sleeves, then sewed the arm holes, then taken it in.  But in the end, it worked out fine.


Pin.  Pin.  Pin.

Pin. Pin. Pin.


These went under the needle (but not serger, of course) as well.

Only a couple more steps!

I hacked off some of the length to make this graduation gown look a little less graduation-y:





My new dress got a new hem.


Pin, then stitch!

Pin, then stitch!


But I managed to accidentally stitch one of the front flappy things down the wrong way!  :/


Just a lil unpick/restitch!

Just a lil unpick/restitch!


Next, I just needed something to give my new frock a bit more of a waist.  I took that bottom scrap and sewed it into a fabric tube/sash.

I think this is a little better than my last slackfashion:





I spent my birthday with some lovely friends.  Sorry there aren’t any pics, as I wasn’t in a very pic-y mood that night.


As evidenced by my partial participation in this one.

As evidenced by my partial participation in this one. #METAPHOR


So…there ya go.  Til’ next time…






Graduating to New Levels of Lame

When I haven’t posted in a while, it usually means one of two things.

1.  I’m really happy and busy

2.  I’m really sad.

I was really, really fantastically happy.  I just started my awesome new job I really like with coworkers who are just awesome.  My friends and I were having awesome times together. I was in a relationship that I felt happy and fulfilled in with someone I deeply cared about and was starting think, “Wow.  This is my favorite person.”

Than lousy shit started happening.  I had to revert my house hunt to a rental hunt when I realized my car was about to die and therefore financial reprioritizing was in order.  Finding a rental here in Columbia that’s in a safe location without holes in the walls that will allow my little Douglas to live in is pretty much the most impossible quest I can imagine at this point.  If you’re up for an exercise in futility and depression, go ahead.  Do it.  If you want to raise your stress levels to entirely new & exciting heights, arrange viewings every day during every lunch break as well as every day after work.  Sit at home every night scouring listings that repeatedly say “Absolutely NO Pets Allowed”.  Mark, in an attempt to cheer me up, said, “At least you can’t feel any worse than you do right now.”

Never say that.  Things can always get worse, and in my case, rather frequently do before they get better.

Then Mark and I broke up.  It was awful.  Imagine seeing the person that you care about more than anyone staring at you blankly and telling you they didn’t want to be there for you anymore.  And seeing the body language that told you they just don’t care anymore and really just want you to leave and for all of this to be over.  I’ve never felt so hurt, unlovable and expendable.

The next night, my car died.

The next day I woke up to discover my hot water wasn’t working.

After a good cry in a cold shower, I went in to work where a very sweet coworker asked how my house hunting was going.  When I told her, “Not so well.”, She responded with, “Well…at least you can drink wine!  I gave that up for lent. Just trying to put a positive spin on it.”  She was being really nice, and I was probably a callous jerk for saying, “You know what I’m going up for Lent?  Putting on a positive spin on things when things are just plain shitty.”

My friends ask me how I’m doing, and I want to say “Fine” and “It’ll all be okay.”, but that’s really just not where I’m at right now.  More observant followers of this blog will notice a few things.  You never see a single post with my family in it.  Why do you think that is?  I’ll also go for weeks on end without posting.  When you read someone’s blog like mine, you don’t see everything that’s going on.  That’s why when sometimes I get comments like, “You always seem to have such a great outlook on life.” it gives me pause.

I’ve struggled with depression and anxiety for as long as I can remember.  Most days I’m great.  But then some days are just awful.  It’s just always been that way since I was a little kid.  I’m one of those people who have to try really really hard to be happy.  And sometimes, especially when things seem really awful, I can’t do it.  And I hate that about myself.  I hate that this was a contributing factor to the end of something wonderful, right when I was taking steps to deal with these issues head-on.

I don’t usually run on about breakups, because, frankly, they’re usually not a big deal to me.  Just minor bummers with guys who never made it my my “Important People” list.  It hurts to think that maybe that’s all I was to someone else.

So.  There you go friends.  Your ReFashionista is going through a tough time, and can use all the good vibes she can get right now.

But what the hell?  Let’s do a refashion!

This is one of those, “I seriously just tied something around myself” ones, but given what I’ve been through, please keep the negative comments to a minimum, okay?

When I found this graduation gown for $1 at my local thrift store, I decided to give myself a fun challenge.


Wow. This is the saddest “before” pic ever.


Then, things got really lousy, and I said, “Eff it.  I’m not sewing today.  The world should just be thrilled that I got out of bed and clothed myself at all.”


Seriously.  I just tied it around myself.

Seriously. I just tied it around myself. And yes, Ryan has intentionally placed his ass in this photo.


I didn’t want to be alone, so I spent the day with friends.


I was fantastic company.

I was fantastic company.


I even faked a few smiles.


My face hurts.

My face hurts.


So yay.  A refashion.  I promise I’ll actually do a sewn version of this one as well.




And now I’m just going to leave you with this:



Things are Happening!

Okay…so I don’t have a refashion to share with you guys.  Don’t worry!  I’ll have one for you tomorrow.  :)

This last week has been a bit of a whirlwind.  A whirl of wind!

First off, look at THIS:


Whut! Whut!

The other day, I received an email from the amazing Burdastyle that said,

Hello and Congratulations!
The votes are in, and the BurdaStyle community has voted you one of the Top 50 Best Bloggers for Sewing Enthusiasts.


I had no idea there was a contest, and they haven’t posted my ranking or any of the other winners yet, but still…HUZZAH!  And to whoever nominated me/voted for me…THANK YOU!




Go Cocks!

Go Cocks!


Not only did I win a really awesome award, I also got the news that a proposal I wrote to the Darla Moore School of Business here at the University of South Carolina was accepted…and then some!  This semester, I’ll have two teams from the Management 479 class helping me make ReFashionista bigger and better!  One team is going to focus on the bloggy side of things, and the other team is going to help me start a ReFashionista fashion line that will be sustainable, ethical, and eco-friendly!  I’ll keep you posted on all the goings-ons with this exciting new partnership!

So right now I’m kind of feeling like this:




Hey…Where the heck is Wannabe Wednesday?!?!

My more observant readers will notice that Wannabe Wednesday completely failed to happen yesterday.  :/

But wait…I can explain!

Actually, I think I’ll let a picture do the explaining for me.  :)

Meet Douglas!

Meet Douglas!

You see, I’m a new mom!  :)

I sadly didn’t have the time for a blog post yesterday, as I was busy getting this little guy acclimated to his new abode!

Hello, Handsome!  :)

Hello, Handsome! :)

He’s a mini dachshund, and I absolutely adore him!

Don’t fret!  I promise to make up for this missed refashion day!  :)

But I hope you’ll be placated with this adorable pic of me and my sweet little Douglas in the meantime:

LOOK at the PUPPY!  :D

LOOK at the PUPPY! :D

Are you thinking puppy refashions?  Cuz I sure am!  :)