These are some photos of garments that I have made in the last few months. I made the patterns, draped and constructed/sewed them, and took photos for my portfolio. Enjoy!

Day Twelve

I'm feeling humble, timid and frustrated with myself right now. I feel certain things, and even though I know that they are unprecedented, they are still there. I don't really know what to do about it, or feel about it. I just wish I knew how to deal with my negative feelings in a way that is not hurtful to the person they involve.

So with that said, now I'm going to "turn off the light." Tony, that one was for you. :)

I love my job. It is so fun to get to see the complete production process. And it is really rewarding to see your idea go into production, especially when a buyer at market wants to order the piece for their retail establishment. I can't wait until I start to see some of my ideas go into that transition. It will be such a milestone in my goal and dream of becoming a fashion designer. Plus, it is awesome that the people at my job are really nice. They are laid back, helpful, polite, and normal. It makes working so much more fun.

Day Seven

In case anyone wonders what I do for a living now, the image on the right shows a knitted sweater I sketched day before yesterday on my CAD program. I also created the print, and the company I work for will be presenting it to a buyer to see if they are interested in mass producing the print.

I really enjoy my job. :)

It has been a full week since Tony left. I feel like I'm roaming around in this strange level between being married and living with someone, and a strange single life I feel like I should have left behind. Not that I am acting single; its just when you suddenly live by yourself again after living with your husband/best friend, it feels very strange. You start to develop a sense of independence again you thought was gone. You eat when you want. You throw your underwear on the floor when you want. You play whatever music you want and as loud as you want. Some of these things I'm just filling in a scenario because I would never trade any of these things for Tony. The joy he has given me, and the love and excitement I feel when he is around trumps playing music you like any day.

So with that said, I have developed somewhat of a routine rather quickly. It involves waking up on my own, taking Kiko to my parents' house in the morning, driving to work, working all day, and then picking Kiko back up, driving home, and finishing out the evening. That usually means I go to the gym, eat dinner, watch CSI, talk to Tony briefly on the phone, and then go to sleep. A view variables change here and there, but that is the gist of what I have done the past week.

Pretty soon, I'll be adding night-class into that routine. Geesh....

There is one perk to this whole crazy decision to let my husband leave for four months: Kiko gets to sleep in the bed with me. :)

Day Four

First of all, I am sad that Heath Ledger has died. It was the buzz going on all over the news this afternoon. Very very sad.

Day Four.....
I keep staying up later and later, feeding the night-owl inside of me. I don't really want to get in that habit, so I'm going to have to go to bed earlier; especially with the new Big Girl job that I have. I miss Tony terribly, but I have been continuing to watch Project Runway to keep my mind off of the silence that is in our apartment when I'm by myself there. Tonight our friend Kevin and I baked a cake in the shape of a Texas. I was very proud. Those close to me know that I'm not usually the baking type.

It is also very cold right now here in Texas. Although I've yet to see any snow.

I'm dreading the early Feb. start of my last trimester in school. I know that the earlier I start, the sooner I'll finish; but I now have a full time job, I'll be in night classes, and producing my final collection for fashion design. When will I have time to sew? When will I have time to take Kiko out to pee? When will I have time to eat? Or sleep!!???!? I'm somewhat anxious about this. I want to get back in shape for Tony when he comes home in May. But I am having trouble seeing when the reality of this will take shape.

Anyway, Day Four is done and tomorrow is another day.

Day One

So this is Day One; Tony flew to Philly early this morning. We both bawled like babies, and the goodbye was one without enough words to adequately express the love we feel between the two of us. Maybe it was because we both did not want to say goodbye that made it so difficult. I know that I went home feeling like a hole had been dug in my gut with a sledgehammer. I felt like I should have said more, should have hugged tighter, should have kissed longer.

I spent the majority of my day with my dear friend Lyndsey, who came to support me in sending my wonderful husband off on his Broadway tour. We talked for hours, went out to eat, and watched Project Runway episodes. We ate ice cream, looked at magazines, and pretended it was a perfectly normal girls' weekend. It was so nice to not have to go to my apartment by myself.

So this is the end of Day One. One hundred twenty-two to go.....