I own eyeliner.
She owns “perfume”.
Both are stored in this room.
So I guess it is appropriate to can call it, “The Make Up Room”.
It is also the home of the dragon.
The dragon is really the water pump that gives out a roar when we turn the water on in the morning.
We chime in together, “Good morning Dragon” when she first makes her presence known.
She has become our friend.
Cubby gets one side of the closet and I have the other. The baskets were handmade by my sister and I, and hold our underwear, socks, leggings and other wearables that can not be hung up.
Slowly, I am replacing the plastic hangers with antique wooden hangers.
Wooden hangers create charm.
Wooden hangers make my clothing look adventurous.
So, there you have it. This is where we keep our clothes. I will never go back to owning more clothing than what I can wear in a week. It simply does not make sense to do otherwise.
Cheers to less decisions in the morning.
Cheers to the same about of laundry.
Cheers to dragons and other mythological creatures that live it the corners of dark closets everywhere.
The Challenge to Create 30 Toys in 30 Days, The No-Trash Project, Trash-Free Holidays, Trash-Free Little Ones, Upcycled Clothing
I will not say the only reason I wanted children was to have a good excuse to make dress up clothes, but I would be lying if I did not admit it was one of the motivations for starting a little family.
I absolutely love making toys for little ones and I have not meet a kid, boy or girl, who does not like to dress up and living is a world of make believe on any given afternoon. So, when I over heard a friend of mine saying her son needed a Darth Vader cape, I was instantly all over it!
It just so happened that a bag of clothing was donated by my aunt for my up-cycling projects last week too. Oh, I love a donation of goodies that welcome a creative, little twist. With so many articles of forgotten clothing jammed in the back of closets and stuffed in attics, I wonder why the heck do people still buy fabric by the yard. I found exactly what I needed when I pulled out a black dress. A few snips here and a few snips there. Sewing up edges and reworking the collar to provide a fastener; a Vader cape was born.
The goal of the Compostable Wardrobe is to create a set of clothing for each season that I love and feel good in. Each garment must be created from natural fibers, fasteners and dyes.
Natural fibers include: wool, alpaca, silk, cotton and hemp. I will probably not include bamboo because of the extensive process needed, typical by a petroleum fueled machine, to turn the bamboo from its natural state, as a grass, into a fiber. It is probably easier and more Eco-friendly to turn bamboo into the floor of my house than into fiber to wear.
The fasteners needed to create the wardrobe must be from natural fibers and materials as well. I have found 100% cotton thread and flaxseed/linen thread for sewing the pieces together. The tricky part has been finding an alternative to zippers. I have experimented with making my own wooden buttons but due to the labor involved in this process, I will be finding a local woodworking artist with more efficient tools to create these little gems. I can now appreciate the price of their talent.
Ideally, the natural dyes will be created based on the local flora of the area of the world I am living. I have already ran into a hiccup when trying to dye cotton, which I’ll explain in a later essay. The reason I will only uses these fibers, fasteners and dyes, is because I want to be able to take the garment, when its life is over, and let it biodegrade into the earth. It will be as though the garment never was. If the fiber was made from partially synthetic materials, such as acrylics, rayon and polyester, then the piece would never fully biodegrade.
At first, these seem like insanely, crazy guidelines but in reality I have found more options and combinations than I have time to explore. You could really do so much within this scope!
It keeps what I have, going.
It keeps my trash bound clothes from turning to rags.
It keeps my rags from entering a landfill.
…at least for a little bit longer.
But of course it keeps me from having to buy something new.
It keeps me from wasting valuable time shopping when I could be fulfilling the need to create.
It keeps me from wearing the same clothes everyone else has.
…at least not in the same way.
My winter long john shirt was worn for sledding down hills, shoveling snow, and drinking hot cocoa. The sleeves were stained, worn and just about shot. But it received a facelift with a bit of lace and darts.
It still continues to be my favorite, just this time, in a different season.
Slowly, I am recreating my waredrobe from oil base materials into pieces made of natural fibers. When I need to create and am bored with what is in my closet, I reconfiguring until the fiber’s life is truly over.
Well it is way past 30 days. I mean it is way, way past the 30 day goal of having 30 toys created. That is okay, I made the rule so I have all the power to break the rule. So far I have not witness anyone’s life falling apart because I made a crazy deadline for myself. It is not like I have been sitting around twitting my thumbs and eating chocolate. Well…chocolate, maybe.
The jammies came first.
I took apart one of my old Tshirt that I have slept in forever and added bits of it onto a large man’s shirt that I cut down and essentially remade, minus the neck.
I left the neck the way I found it.
A little gather here, and there, and BHAM! I have some comfy jammies that are not to embarrassing if I am wearing them late in the morning or early in the evening. I wore it a few times with leggings out and about, and no one seemed to notice.
Of course I did not throw the scraps from my original night shirt away. They proved their worth this week when I refashioned them into this little fox using a pattern my sister found online. What was left, plus a few other scraps were tucked inside this little fellow.