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icepixieARGH! This morning, my pretty rose-embroidered coat ripped along the seam under one of the arms. There's a pretty big area area of fabric under that arm that's frayed and rotted (perils of owning it for six years, I guess?), so the current plan is to take it to a tailor and see what they can make of it. Perhaps they can patch it with some velvet I'll bring them, because...
Tonight, as I was reaching up to get a spice jar from above the stove, I dangled my black velvet jacket/wrappy thing--which is lovely and which I wear about three or four days a week at work because it's vaguely business casual while also being comfy and goes with practically everything I own--against a burner. There is now a large, very obvious hole along the hem and a crispy piece of once-was-fabric burnt into the glasstop stove. DAMMIT.
...On the plus side, I did not set myself on fire. Always a good thing.
Current thinking is to hem the wrap above the burnt part and use the fabric cut off as the patch for the rose coat. Please, oh please let this work.
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At least this week's Castle was A-MA-ZING.
I loved this episode. LOVED IT. Beckett the geek! Who defended her cheesy favorite show to Castle on the basis of its inspirational qualities for college girls (and then kind of negated it with the whole "and my legs looked great in the outfit" thing, but anyway)! Everyone else being a completely unashamed fan of some kind of sci-fi or fantasy! ARMIN SHIMERMAN!
Yeah, they were all in geek heaven while they made this, and I was in geek heaven watching it. I loved the drunk, deadpan captain, too. His takedown of the murderer at the end was over-the-top, but hilarious.
Yeah, you could tell what Beckett was going to do at the end from the moment she said "one of my costumes," but it was still kinda cute, in a very dorky, very them sort of way. Hee.
Tonight, as I was reaching up to get a spice jar from above the stove, I dangled my black velvet jacket/wrappy thing--which is lovely and which I wear about three or four days a week at work because it's vaguely business casual while also being comfy and goes with practically everything I own--against a burner. There is now a large, very obvious hole along the hem and a crispy piece of once-was-fabric burnt into the glasstop stove. DAMMIT.
...On the plus side, I did not set myself on fire. Always a good thing.
Current thinking is to hem the wrap above the burnt part and use the fabric cut off as the patch for the rose coat. Please, oh please let this work.
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At least this week's Castle was A-MA-ZING.
I loved this episode. LOVED IT. Beckett the geek! Who defended her cheesy favorite show to Castle on the basis of its inspirational qualities for college girls (and then kind of negated it with the whole "and my legs looked great in the outfit" thing, but anyway)! Everyone else being a completely unashamed fan of some kind of sci-fi or fantasy! ARMIN SHIMERMAN!
Yeah, they were all in geek heaven while they made this, and I was in geek heaven watching it. I loved the drunk, deadpan captain, too. His takedown of the murderer at the end was over-the-top, but hilarious.
Yeah, you could tell what Beckett was going to do at the end from the moment she said "one of my costumes," but it was still kinda cute, in a very dorky, very them sort of way. Hee.
