The knitting class I've been taking is for a felted shoulder bag- I get to felt it next week. So, until then, it's ginormous.
Yes, I knit all that.
I am now working on the belt and then plan to make a braided handle. It will keep me company in between auditions tomorrow (which, by the way, today is the last day I will accept audition appointments for Saturday and Sunday! Is your story waiting to be found?)
I'm struggling a bit today with - I'm not sure the right words- basically the feeling that no one takes me seriously. And by no one I don't mean everyone. What is a good way to describe that? You know that feeling that no matter how old you are, you still feel like a child, or that your dreams are just dreams, talents aren't considered talents by others, and then I second guess myself thinking it's my fault for putting it out there, maybe I'm not emphasizing enough the importance of what I do. Maybe I can't even see the value in my talents, so how can I expect others to receive it for what it is really worth? But why must it require a megaphone? What if I just want to gently be, and that would be enough, and still be known for its beauty and amazing-ness?
Anyway. Here's my latest fashion tip: while shopping at Target with Sarah last night I realized that the long fitted tees in the Girls' section size S (6) makes a perfect dress for Ivy.