April 25, 2012

catioonasaurus rex

oh hello.  though i've been MIA, i've been lurking your blogs on my tiny phone and writing comments in my head! what, you didn't get them?  note to self: check internet connection in brain.  but i landed back in civilization yesterday and met cation


you know this sewasaurus rex, yes?  she is delicious.  wildly funny.  makes dresses out of fire.  and AP in just about subject you could think of.  at several points during our catioona extravaganza, i lost the power of speech and she still knew what i was trying to say.  and to top it off, she totally has me beat in color.  though in my defense i DID have a neon yellow belt on.  

at the end of the day i was also wearing guacamole from my bacon wrapped hot dog, making it hard to disguise my choice of lunch upon my return.  ruggy finds it difficult to get down with cart food.  but lookie there!  do you spie that overstuffed baggy!  look what i had to distract him with!


AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACCCK SHE MADE ME A SEWASUARUS REX BAG

jealous?  i know.  you should be.  and it was stuffed with that orange printed jersey gorgeousity.  don't hate.

as for myself, i brought nothing.  nada, zip.  i stammered out an excuse involving being parted from my true stash, but really... at this point can i use that line without my nose growing several hundred feet?  (eww, that image is disturbing.)  between the levine loft and FIDM's shop, i'm acquiring a stash that puts my NY shelves to shame.  but unlike my bratty self, cation is a giver.  to everyone! she's got a fancy and be-a-yoo-ti-fully drawn tutorial up on her blog right this very minute so that you can haz your very own sewasaurus rex bag.  go see! EDIT: i should tell you, this is one of them fancy collapsible tote bags that squeezes in on itself like a science project and hides in your purse.  for realz.

but before you go, i'll throw you a bone.  wanna see some of the pretty pretty stuff i snagged?  all in all: about 50 yards of fabric, for about 35 dollars. i shit you not.  

after strolling through the FIDM museum, we thought it best to have a gander at the shop's offerings.  everything was on sale at a dollar a yard.  thaaaaaat's right.  and the lovely ladies there tell me that will be the price du jour henceforth.




there are no words.

we hit levine's loft next, naturally, where we enjoyed imagining what might be at the bottoms of all those long languishing boxes.  several times, she had to restrain me from finding out.  what if there was gold at the bottom of one?  the only sensible thing to do then would be to dig to the bottom of Every Last Box.  you'd be there for all eternity.  i failed miserably on all counts of non-enabling... cation will suddenly run to the register and check out, abruptly and confidently, her rule being if you check out, you stop shopping.  good rule, doesn't work.  my giggles only supported the breaking of this rule.

at this point in the day we were quite loaded up, but still managed to make our way to my favorite ghetto dollar a yard joint.  this place has a permanent Everything Must Go sign up.  as cation pointed out, this sign is misleading, as everything is Still Very Much There.


and you never know who will be around to ring you up.  last time it was two young easygoing chicas.  this time, several older lethargic and shifty eyed gentlemen roamed the periphery, and lucky us, the one with The Plague did all the cutting!  i'm talking Stephen King Superflu.  he took this gauzy stuff and place it over my head, pronouncing eeeh, you are briiiiiide in wheezy tones.  after he cut it, he used it as a napkin to politely cover his mouth as he hacked part of a lung up.  he was in the middle of folding it when the fit occurred, it was handy, can you blame him?  suffice it to say i will be washing this in water heated to Surface Of The Sun.  whatever, at a dollar a yard i'll take my chances.  i'm not catching the plague for the sake of three bucks.

now, there's plenty i'm not showing you, as it's meant for long promised prizes to other bloggers.  it's high time i completed a few items on my to-do list.  

as we got into our cars and parted ways, we ended up behind one another the light.  i spied an antique store going out of business on the opposite corner.  i was all i could do not to lay on the horn and gesture wildly, hoping to entice my new friend into more hours spent.  but there's a fine line between "oona's awesome" and "oona's batshit crazy", and i though it best to practice a little restraint in hopes of more catioona activity.

41 comments:

  1. The bag is perfect! And ok, I won't hate on you for the orange jersey. (But only because I have some of that print stashed myself. She has good taste. ;)

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    1. she DOES. and the bag folds up in and on itself to tote around like magic...

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  2. You crazy kids look like you had a lot of fun. Isn't enabling great?!

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  3. Wow, how cheap cheap cheap! Is there any way you could give us a list of your ghetto dollar-a-yard joints for visiting sewasaurus rexes?

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  4. oh how i want to go fabric shopping with you.. never ending shopping, with fabric diving to reach the very bottom of every box

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  5. Aaaaaaah, so fun. So jealous. You can feel the waves of envy radiating over the mountains, can't you? /sigh.

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  6. Treasures!!!!!!!!! I'm jealous!

    I am going to try and go to Levines in July. It's downtown, right? I went there before, but was not aware of the treasures for sale upstairs. And where is this FIDM museum???

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  7. but oona is batshit crazy in a GOOD way. own it! :-) it sounds like you and our favorite cat lady had a wonderful, jealousy-inducing day....i sit here on the east coast and sigh in envy, never having been sad to live near NYC instead of LA before...

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  8. What a fun outing! I'm jealous! Although I do need to immediately wash my hands after reading about superflu-dude. *shivers*

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  9. The fact that the sewasaurus is wielding a seam ripper is awesome!!

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  10. omg. two of my favourite peeps tearing up the fabric stores! I so wish I was there!!!!

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  11. Super Jealous.
    You are making me want to coming back up there. Not like I need more fabric.

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  12. Seriously jealous of your prints! And a visit to the FIDM museum?! Yeesh. It might even beat a macaroon/fabric girl date!:)

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  13. ♫ Fabric x Fabric, music to me ears . . .

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    1. Oops meant to say "my" but the "me" does sound kinda street.

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  14. Utterly glorious!!! All of it :)

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  15. Looks like you had a fun! So jealous of all your dollar fabric, even if you had to buy it from the Cryptkeeper. I really like the one at the top, would make a really cute skirt, looks like ribbons flowing down.

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  16. I sure hope I catch "batshit crazy" Oona next time I'm in NYC. Cannot believe the bargains. CAN. NOT.x

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    1. i promise to present Batshit Crazy Oona, should you ever come my way. currently it's LA!

      as a matter of fact, Batshit Crazy Oona just used your glorious pinstriped buttons to salvage a pair of shorts... evidence (and judgement) to come...

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  17. I love your bag! And your fabric! Ah... the Loft... is so good. I mean bad, very very bad. At least in terms of keeping a manageable stash size anyway.

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  18. um, yeah. I'm gonna need to go see if they still have some of that first striped fabric at FIDM!!! yowza! and nothing against NYC's shops, but once you get used to the LA garment district, it's hard to go back! you might need to stay... forever! OH! and hey! the sew LA shop is moving next week and we're having an open house on the 4th at the new location. come say hi! check out the site for the info- www.sew-la.com !!!

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  19. How amazing!!! I am surprised the universe didn't implode from such a meeting of awesomeness. Damn it, I wish I lived in the US and could meet up too!!!

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  20. The last time I saw fabric at that price, I had to get them to deliver... ahem... in a van. (I wish I was exaggerating). I'm impressed by your restraint.

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  21. Aww, I love a fabric spree! I recently went on a spree of my own, for Oona-esque fabric, you can see on my blog if you like (if you think its all hideous you can let me know and I shall remove references to you and hence un-besmirch your good name!)

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    1. oh my god. THE FEATHERS OF ALL KINDS...

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  22. Ha! That sounds amazing!!! I need to go to one of your meetups one day - you find the best fabrics! Though I'm glad I didn't see the plague man coughing on the fabric. I would have left short three yards of fabric. Maybe one of those ultra-violet lights they use for mani/pedi's should sterilize it too. Good luck with that! I can't wait to see what you make with all of this!

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    1. OOH i so want an at-home ultraviolet light...

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  23. Your description of the guy who rung you up is classic. I LOLed.

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  24. Didn't you just recently move to LA? I have been here for over 10 years and have not been to FIDM! And I had no idea that their shop sells fabrics. How could I have not known that. That first fabric from FIDM you show is fabulous... I think I am going to have to plan a little trip downtown.
    I just don't know where I'm gonna put all the fabric... feels like our little house is overflowing with toys (kids!) and my fabric...

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  25. wow, look at you girls with your arms full! the t-rex bag is so awesome, checking the tutorial NOW. :)

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  26. What?! 35 dollars for 50 yards! That would buy me all of 10 yards of cheapo, disappear-in-the-wash fabric in my neck of the woods.

    I WISH I LIVED IN THE US of A!

    *pout*

    (well maybe my shelves wouldn't)

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  27. So. jealous. The two of you in one place is like blogger-geek-out-heaven!

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  28. Holy shit. The guy HACKED INTO YOUR FABRIC????? I woulda flipped out completely. And $1/yd fabric?!?! I'd buy mountains of it and dive into like Scrooge McDuck!

    Also. Ruggy is wrong. The bacon-wrapped hot dogs are the BEST. The BEST. Although, I'll say this... I lived on street carts and taco stands in CA, but I don't eat anything from the street cart guys in NY. Not sure why...

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  29. There are no words to describe how much fun I had reliving our day by reading this post. You captured Plague-Man perfectly! I bet he turns out to be some Typhoid Mary type. Actually, I really hope not, because then my evening gown is going to be contaminated too...

    Thanks again for the fab time!

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i thankya truly for taking the time to comment, i love a good conversation-- and hope you know my thanks are always implied if not always written!