Look what they REinvented!

Here's a snippet of the REinventions some of the girls created during the Term 2

 REinventing Workshops at the Studio.

A few have been sewing with me for a while

and others arrived brand new & bewildered....

we laughed, we cried, we laughed 'til we cried

and if the crime squad would like to get in touch we think we might have solved a few outstanding murders.

Most significantly everyone that walked through the Studios doors in May

left here 8wks later a more enriched, empowered & enthusiastic

creative them.

1. Candy Cardy, 2. Bunnies, 3. Jumper Wrap, 4. Pants Skirt, 5. Chequered Pinny,
6. Printed Lace, 7. Stand ya Ground 'Shattered' Skirt, 8. Denim REinvention, 9. Denim REinvention, 10. Commenting,
11. Mosaic Dress, 12. Denim Skirt, 13. Carols Cardet, 14. Red & Green, 15. Candifloss Cardy,
 16. Friends, 17. T-Shirt & Jumper Tunic, 18. The Kate Cardet, 19. Jacket & Pants Skirt,20. Fisherman Pants Tunic,
21. Spliced Denim Skirt, 22. Spliced Denim Skirt, 23. Collar, 24. Shirt Pinny, 25. Tartan Bullet Dress

With nearly everyone booking back in 

there's only 4 spots available for the entire year 

which means I'm going to have to get creative myself and come up with some more creating options.

Oscar was a girl

...just picked her up from a party.
She turned 17 yesterday!

Through my whole pregnancy I had myself & everyone else convinced I was having a boy. We referred to 'him' as Oscar. When he was a girl Dan put the announcement in the Birth section of the paper which read
'Oscar is a girl'.
Then it took us 2wks to come up with her name!

Proud

I'm proud of her because she was chosen to recite the Anzac Ode in front of the school & parents, having practiced for 2 days until she knew it word perfect.

I'm proud of her school for recognising & acknowledging the girl we know & love

and I'm proud of me for not settling for second best, for kicking up a stink until we found her the school she deserves and that deserves her.


The ANZAC Ode

They shall grow not old
As we that are left grow old

Age will not weary them nor
The years condemn

At the going down of the sun and
In the morning

We will remember them.