Showing posts with label craft. Show all posts
Showing posts with label craft. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 5

The Five Minute T-Shirt Revamp

It was just a regular t-shirt when it arrived yesterday. It fit and all that but it lacked oomph. I decided to change that.


This morning I got out my fabric scissors and five minutes (or three Teenage Bottlerocket songs) later it looked a little different. I simply cut off the neck band and cut off the ends of the sleeves just above the hem stitching. That left me with two strips of fabric that were 2 cm wide. I used those to tie the shirt at the shoulders and create a boatneck. Done!

Ta-Daaah!

There are a lot of revamps that are really easy and don't require any sewing. You can practice on an old t-shirt so you get the hang of it - and that shirt can also be used as a template later on.
A good pair of fabric scissors is a great investment - they really make a difference!

Monday, July 19

Monday Morning Creativity

This morning I spent ten minutes I didn't have wrapping a belated birthday present for Andy's niece Tove. Because even two year old girls deserved to get presents that are nicely wrapped.

I made a quick card using a pink pipe cleaner, a piece of cardboard and a glue stick. I twisted the pipe cleaner into Tove's name, cut out a cardboard heart and glued them together. I put some leftover cardboard on top and weighed the card down with the Maker's Mark bottle while it dried and I put my make up on. And no, I did not have Maker's Mark for breakfast.

Just before I had to run to catch my train I glued the card to the package. And took some pictures.

Gift wrap from Lagerhaus.


Ms Stewart, I'm ready for my close up.

Saturday, January 26

Last night me and my little sister got crafty and made some old t-shirts into halternecks. But first we stuffed ourselves with tapas.

My sister revamped her MCR shirt and I did on old Buzzcocks one.
When I bought that shirt at the Buzzcocks show in Belfast in 2003 a guy with a Manchester accent tried to hit on me. It wasn't until the band went on stage that I realised that the guy was Buzzcocks bass player. I think I still have the ticket stub somewhere. It was a great show, but me and Cormac stayed on the balcony so we wouldn't get crushed by the 40-year old punks who were re-living their prime in front of the stage. Good times.

I had planned to make some other old t-shirts into pillows, but our old sewing machine from the 1970s has finally given up. Not only does it munch up the thread, but it makes all the stitches super-small and wonky. Darn! So the pillows will just have to wait.

But the bananas have been on their best behaviour this week. Good work bananas!