Bag Tags!

I don't think I have ever forgiven my mother for not allowing me to go to dance classes as a kid like my friend Shirley. As a result I now go dancing every week - Jive and Swing/Lindy.

I decided I needed a bag for my dancing shoes (not a pink one and minus the ballerina). I found this dinky little number on Ebay a few months back.



The bag is just the right size for my shoes, a hand towel (it's sweaty work) and a bottle of water. It was a little plain though and I knew just what embellishments it needed - luggage labels!

It only took a quick search on Etsy to find these wonderfully handcrafted vintage tags from Swallow Song Designs. Just what I'd been thinking of.



Do take a look around Corinne's Etsy store, her tags are beautifully finished, reasonably priced and with the added option of customising the back - a cool touch!
This is the added info I chose...

I Made Cloud Cakes

Actually that's not entirely true.
My youngest daughter made the Cloud Cakes, I whisked meringue and shouted encouragement.
She's bought herself a Cupcake recipe book. So far it's 2 down : 110 to go
MMmmm.

I Made Some Bling

What's a great way to spend a Saturday morning? Making stuff naturally.
I had enrolled on a wire wrapping jewellery course run by the Make Lounge and was eager to get to grips with some wire and beads.
I have wielded a few tools in my time, power tools to boot - in my previous incarnation as a prop maker and this felt a little like 'coming home.'

The day before I had rather cak-handedly tried to alter a skirt that was way too big for me. I took off the waist band, removed the zip, shortened and narrowed then re-assembled. It worked .. sort of, but the finishing was inelegant.

I needed to redeem myself and moving from fiber to hard stuff did the trick.

Flibb came for the ride and produced a wonderful set that I coveted - see it on her blog. I was nothing if predictable in my choice of bubble gum colours and kitsch, but under expert tuition I managed to produce a wearable set of earrings and a charm bracelet.




In the dying moments of my creative burst, before Flibb and I hunted out some much needed lunch, I threw together this elegant pair.

BBrrrr...

Did I ever tell you what the cold snap a few weeks back did to my Pink Flamingos...