Psychedelic

Just returned home from a lovely afternoon with Julie and Cub.

We were off to the beach, but the sky began to darken with the threat of a thunderstorm, so we came home for a bit. Rummaging through the packed away summer clothes for something to wear revealed what is no longer a ridiculous secret...I am the owner of 30 dresses. Eeek! How did that happen? Don't ever let me get away with saying I have nothing to wear.

I have one prize in the collection...A vintage Marc Jacobs full length shift in navy blue silk. Spun by angels, I tell you. My friend Katherine, who used to work in fashion, passed it on to me about ten years ago. I've worn it twice.

Cub: Mama, When I get older can I have THAT dress?

Mama: Sure, Honey...Which one?

Cub: That one, Mama. The one you just put away over there.

I'll give you three guesses which one she was talking about. That girl.

The above image is a sneak peak at what I've been up to as far as crafting the past few nights...Felt beads. I'm making a whole bunch of two specific kinds. Tons of 'em.

One set is going to be a birthday gift for a special girl in Cub's class.

Since she flipped for my Greek mati bracelet, I figured she would appreciate

a handmade psychedelic-style necklace.