Ad Space Giveaway With Courtney Em! 1

This week I’m participating in a big group ad space giveaway with Courtney Em and a few other lovely bloggers I’ve met through the Her Campus Blogger Network — a network I joined despite not being a college student in the US, because I’m contrary that way, and which has really surprised me by being full of incredibly wonderful, chatty, friendly people that I’m so happy to have met.

These are just a few of those women, and we’re giving away ad space to one winner on all of our blogs for the month of May!

Ad Space Giveaway

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Check out all nine of our blogs!
Courtney // Courtney Em
Lix // A Classic Notion
Jacky // Keep Calm and Blog On
Miche // Buttons and Birdcages
Sydney // Sydney Luella
Amy // Amy V. Norris
Pam // Hodge Podge Moments
Miranda // Mermade Moments
Seereena // RYOKOGURL

Good luck!

Weekly Wishes #33: We’re Not Halfway Through April Already, Shut Up 8


Is it really — holy shit, in two weeks I’m flying to London. CRAP. I still need a suitcase and a shuttle ticket to Madrid. I still don’t know if I’m coming back! My kingdom for some certainty. Or some photography bookings.

Anyway, let’s jump into this week’s Monday thing.

What I Posted


What I Accomplished


  • ID: renewed! Phew.
  • I totally screwed up the two clutches I needed to sew, but at least I figured out where I went wrong and I know how to get it right next time. Also spotted another thing I’d fucked up and need to fix.

Weekly Wishes [Link-Up]

Two weeks, you guys. I’m starting to feel the rush panic motivation. …and the panic. Yikes.

I need a suitcase and a shuttle ticket to Madrid. I’m debating what kind of suitcase I want, and by kind I mean price — I liked some nice ones that were 60€ but I think the supermarket a bit further out usually has deals on carryon luggage and I could get a suitcase for 20€, so maybe I’ll do that — it’s not like I’m planning on putting it through a lot. The whole point of getting a carryon is precisely not leaving it in the airline’s hands. TRUST NO ONE. (Seriously, when KLM lost my — red — luggage and returned it two days later, it was covered in dirt.)

I haven’t bought any return stuff so let’s just cross our fingers I either don’t need it or can get a cheap ticket closer to the due date somehow. [After checking RyanAir:] HOLY SHIT, YOU GUYS, THERE ARE RETURN TICKETS FOR 26€ AND 32€ RIGHT NOW. MAYBE I’LL GET ONE. I have to transfer money to my bank account. Or hope the Paypal card I requested gets here quickly. Anyway: HOPE! And panic. Always panic.

I need to plan out my outfits for optimum packing. You’ll get a glimpse into that for sure. I have a lot number of pictures to take, actually, and since I have to leave the house and it is now warm out, I was vaguely contemplating trying out some foundations I have (the BB cream I bought in October and the Korean brand choux base thing I won in a giveaway and the veil cover cream samples I was sent last month) and doing some outfit shoots or something. I’ll have to drag my mom out but I’m sure she can deal. After all, there’s a chance she won’t see me in a while. She will totally miss me. Especially the hollering in the morning for juice and the massive steam that fills up the bathroom every time I shower and having to cook my meals at weird times because my body works weird…

…she’ll probably miss my tablet if I take it with me more than she’ll miss me.

A clutch and another couple of tablet covers. A phone cover as well that actually fits the phone it’s for. I’m afraid some people will have to wait longer because I screwed stuff up and need to reorder fabric. I’m going to make a big collage of tablet cover rectangles and order a couple of yards. I haven’t screwed up the rest of it yet.

And lots of design work and some sponsored posts. And keep looking for work, and flats, and oh, god, I wanted to do a giveaway and have some people co-host it to promote my photography services but it’s so difficult to get it into words and I have a hard time being optimistic about it helping my campaign. If I can just stay in London, if I can find a room Annemari will pay half for and stay for a while and promote my work by doing that work, by collaborating with bloggers and fellow creatives — that would be so much easier.

Then there’s the maybes:

  • Revamp my sponsorship options
  • Design a media kit and a photography services kit for myself
  • Revamp the SEO on Lix Hewett Photography
  • Stock up Lix Hewett Photography
  • Create google+ pages for my blog and for Lix Hewett Creative
  • Keep applying to jobs
  • Write up an engagement/social media/comment policy
  • List portfolio design on my design shop
  • Go through my 4×6 prints, make a collage of them and sell them as cards or prints — as grab bags or letting people pick numbers off the collage? Would you guys be interested? I’m thinking sets of 3 for $10 plus postage
  • Find out how much my tripod weighs. Maybe I can take it with me. Does the additional small hand bag RyanAir allows have a weight maximum? I just asked them through twitter. Bless twitter.
  • Blog sale? Instagram sale?

So, that. Wish me luck and motivation and things. Hire me or recommend me to people. If you’re going to a blog conference soon, invest in one of my media kits! See, I’m full of ideas.

What are you doing this week? Are there any big events looming in the horizon for you?

10 Things: Life + Cat, Lately 2

1. I renewed my ID, and it only took about half an hour! (Plus another half hour of walking to the police station, give or take ten minutes.) I missed my appointment on Thursday last week and when I went to book another one on Monday, the next available date was last Thursday. I was really worried they’d mail the thing to me and it would take 15-20 days and I wouldn’t have it in time to fly to London on April 28… but I do. Phew! And the pictures I took in my patio were fine, suck it, lady at the photo store around the corner from my street. You keep on being a money-hungry elitist jerk and I’ll keep on printing all of my stuff at the shop that’s five times further away from my house than yours.

(Seriously, that woman is — I have no words for the way she treats people unless they’re looking for, like, a massive wedding photography package. It’s absolutely appalling. I only went there because they have a public machine that prints semi-matte 4x6s on the spot. Suck on my seventy-five cents, lady.)


My old ID was so old it’s actually been to England with me. My old ID was so old I had my pre-trich eyebrows on it. My old ID was so old it was made before they switched to electronic IDs. My old ID was older than my library card. My old ID was so old it had been expired since April 2012.

So it really was about time I got a new one. Ahem.

2. Then on Friday I went to check my balance on Paypal and I got a page warning me that I’d hit the amount of money received where they send out a warning to verify your identity via ID and proof of address before you reach their non-verified account limit. I submitted the necessary documentation and the limits were lifted by the time I woke up this morning, but I’ve been doing some soul-searching because, like, the limit last reset in what, October? Since then, I’ve managed to receive 1,800€ on my account, and I only have 615€ left. (I had 620€, actually, but then I got a Paypal prepaid card with my legal name on it. That one will be mailed to me, so I really hope it gets here by April 27. It says within 10 working days, so it should. It better.)

That means I’ve somehow managed to spend 1,200€ in six months. I don’t know about you, but that freaked me out. What the hell? Then I did some searching and I realized that 200€ had been client-gets-cold-feet refunds, 200€+ had been phone bills, 200€ was direct business expenses (fabric, patterns, printing), a little under 100€ was work-related office-refurbishing (tripod, table, dollar-store baskets — my great aunt bought the 45€ chair), and of course there was the 175€ of the tablet I bought. That’s 975€, 800€ of which was entirely unavoidable. Etsy bills were also unavoidable, unfortunately. The rest of it is made up of clothes (144€), snacks, cat food, human food, and of course the 76€ plane ticket my bank, without warning, charged me 10€ for using my debit card to buy. Thanks, bank!


So anyway, that made me realize two things: one, that if I added up my expenses when I’m listing them on my expense table, I’d probably have been less surprised; and two, that buying clothes adds up, but a splurge on a coat and a splurge on a 174€ tablet that’s been used by multiple people every day since I bought it in six months probably isn’t a sign that I’m on a slippery slope towards complete financial irresponsibility.


I hope. Food and bills are still my number one priority. The third is saving up for the move, deposit, rent. I think I’m fine? On the right track. Let’s keep making money this month, people. Bug me about getting shit done.

3. I do need to buy a train ticket to Madrid and a cabin suitcase though. Not sure whether to go really cheap (20€) or invest in something halfway decent (40-60€). I’m not going to splurge, obviously. It probably depends on what I find. I want something that’s not too bulky to carry along with my laptop/camera bag and that doesn’t take up too much of the 10 kg allowance. I’d ask for recommendations, but given the space those things take up and the timeframe I’m working with, I’m going to have to shop local.

PRs feel free to send me something though. If you’re in Europe and you send it within the coming week, there’s a good 90% chance it’ll get to me in time! And then you’ll see your suitcase everywhere. I’m traveling with my own DSLR and a friend who has her own DSLR, so really, I’m not exaggerating. I’m planning to document the entire packing process, too. You know you want in on that. #prrequest

4. I just came across a post on Facebook asking people to leave a word (only one word) if they read the person’s updates, and then repost so that person could leave a word (only one word) back. “Please don’t leave a word and not repost.”



As annoying as it is that people are constantly gauging whether Facebook is delivering their posts to their “likers” by posting graphics that range from standard to oh god my eyes, at least that makes a modicum of sense. This makes none. And then it makes none internally. And then people don’t owe you engagement, and what’s wrong with likes? Why are people so entitled on the Internet? It’s almost like those people who sometimes pop up (or used to pop up) in the Etsy forums clamoring for forcing people who favorited things to buy those things. Are you out of your goddamn mind, and I ask as someone who is? What the balls were you fed as a child?

5. On the topic of ranting, look out for a post entitled “Corollary to Marketing Advice: You Don’t Have To Get The Name Right (Though You Should) But You Should Definitely Use The Right Name.” Or maybe, “What’s In A Name? A Rose By Any Other Name Would Smell As Sweet, But It Might Well Stab You With A Thorn.” It will come with its very own pinnable vertical infographic, because I think it’s very important to make a distinction between fake name/pseudonym/alias, real name, and legal name, and then draw a lot of circles around real name with an arrow pointing to it that says THIS ONE! YOU USE THIS ONE!

Hi, my name is Lix and I chose it for myself. What’s up.

6. Something I really like about the tablet is that it allows me to sit on my bed before getting on my laptop every morning, cat on my lap and coffee on the sewing table, and instagram a picture of Oxford and me.

Oxford + Lix 4Ever

7. Oxford on his own showcases spring beautifully:


I’m enamored with these — the open windows and Oxford coming in and out at his leisure, and Oxford laid out along my legs while a storm was raging outside, a lovely, wonderful-smelling April downpour. The Instagram picture is captioned “Reading in bed with my cat on my knees (one of a few of my favorite things),” and it’d be amiss not to say that I completely rewrote My Favorite Things the next morning while I was drying my hair (and stretching, I’m still doing that) to customize it to Oxford and me.

8. I keep coming up with things that I should/could do that aren’t pressing or necessary but that I still should/could do, like a blog sale. Like making a collage of every photograph I have 4×6 prints of and listing it up on Etsy and instructing people to pick 3, choose between “print” and “greeting card,” and basically get rid of the envelopes that my top drawer keeps getting stuck on when I close it. Like taking pictures of the gadget covers I made that are too small for their intended devices, measuring what they will fit, and selling them. Possibly as part of the blog sale. Who really knows.

Like write up a commenting and social media engagement policy.

9. I’m a little tired. I’ve been applying to a lot of things on Elance and Gumtree and Problogger and whatnot. I’m considering pulling my membership from Oh My Handmade, which is something I think about nearly every week. Weekends are odd because you don’t get replies to things, but then you rarely get replies to things either way, do you? Maybe you do. I may be PMSing. Or maybe I’m just hungry.

10. The difference between the campaign I ran last year and the one I’m running now, besides the fact that I really want this one to be funded by in-person photography work, is that back then I was desperate and this time I’m desperate to not spiral, which means I haven’t been working as hard on it as I probably should. Strategizing is hard and I don’t want to book up my time with Annemari either, but I do want to have some bookings ahead of time. I want to run a giveaway and I do want to collaborate with bloggers to promote myself, but there’s no point in collaborating if I can’t stay there, is there?

In other words,

How about you?

5 Poverty Catch-22s I Have Personally Experienced 40

Pepper Potts shoe

This has nothing to do with this post. I just like Pepper Potts. She’s my role model.

Being poor makes you poorer. This is not a joke. Someone I follow on Twitter recently shared links to a few articles on the subject — articles explaining why it’s actually pretty damn expensive to be poor in ways that no amount of budgeting can fix and that advice on saving money forgets about. Taking advantage of deals and buying in bulk will save you money — if you can afford to let go of a big chunk of it in one go. Investing in quality is costly, and will get you gross looks from people who think you should buy four cheap things for the price of a good one. Loans and payment plans come at high-interest rates you just can’t afford to take on. Things go bust and pile on and on because you can’t replace them. It goes on and on.

This isn’t even taking into account the hypocrisy behind anti-welfare politics, the social pressure to spend money on socializing itself, the stigma behind admitting you can’t afford something, the assumptions that you’re lazy and don’t want to work if you’re unemployed, the assumptions that you cannot possibly be poor if you are employed, the amount of time and energy it takes out of you to fill out paperwork, the anxiety of insecurity, the prejudice and the shushing and the pretenses.

Frankly, it’s exhausting. If you’re poor and you’re also a minority in some way — neuroatypical in my case; disabled, not white, a woman, trans, genderqueer — it’s even worse. You get told to be thankful for what you have, and you find yourself thinking you’re lucky to have a home, because so many don’t — and then you get told you don’t deserve your lifestyle because you’re not doing enough, and someone who works a job shouldn’t live less comfortably than someone who doesn’t.

You know, because “there are always jobs somewhere.”

My family has been living on less than 500€ a month for over six years. Unemployment benefits are something like 430€ a month, and sometimes family helps us out, but sometimes even family thinks you’re not doing enough to look for a job and provide for yourself and your family. Should you really have a cat? Should you really feed him cat food? Should you really get a laptop? What are you really doing all day online when you could be out there looking for a retail job that no one is advertising? Why aren’t you applying to a job that you’re in no way qualified to do?

All this means, among other things, that when I say I want a steady income, my ideals are lower than you might think. What someone else is used to budgeting for food for themselves for a week is what my mom has to budget for food for four people and a cat for a month. It’s not naiveté that makes me think I can live on less, but experience: I don’t know how to live on more.

Here are five of the reasons:

1. High-interest credits and loans are not even an option if you don’t have an income. Unemployment doesn’t count. Two months of revenue from an online shop don’t count. Financing options from tech giants aren’t available to you. The bank will basically say “no,” and then say “no” another five times for giggles. And you’re not asking for a mortgage; you’re asking for the equivalent of a month’s salary for a menial job.

I mean, maybe I could invest in myself and move out and then make the money back, but I won’t know until I spend money that I don’t have and cannot get anyone to lend me. So I’m stuck.

2. Seriously, buying in bulk saves money. Sometimes shops will have three for the price of two offers on my shampoo, but I only have enough cash for one bottle, so I’m screwed. As someone who sells photography prints and products, I continually have to let go of the idea of bulk printing cards, phone cases or anything larger than 5×7 because getting a discount on 8x10s requires buying ten or more of them and I just can’t spend 20€ on the spot when I need to pay for postage. I’m not even going to get into food deals because you might as well cut me up and throw me to the wolves.

3. Looking for a job costs money you don’t have. Some heavily targeted job-seeking websites (and flat-seeking websites!) charge a fee for membership, so you can’t access the job listings unless you pay. You need decent clothes to go a job interview. You need money to print out your resume. And that’s if you even have a computer, and an Internet connection. That all costs money, too.

4. Stuff piles up and you can’t catch up with it. My sister needs new glasses and she’s still wearing the ones from two prescriptions ago. Now the optician says she should get contacts, which are 75€ per eye for six months at minimum. I, too, was wearing glasses from two prescriptions ago until I found low-cost online sites. Not sure how good these are for my eyes, but at least I can read street signs and the weight of my parcels at the post office.

For a long time, we were behind on bills because we couldn’t just pay two at once and stay ahead of them. Not to mention the bills were due before unemployment came in on the 10th of the month.

The oven stopped working a decade ago. We have since used a) a stovetop oven my mom borrowed from the elderly lady she cares for, b) the microwave, a supermarket deal which has had to be replaced twice, c) an electric oven that my great aunt gifted us and which also stopped working a good two years ago, d) the stove. At least the stove keeps working. On gas butane, which keeps going up and isn’t any less expensive than paying for whatever other thing people use for hot water, and let’s not even talk about the electricity bills, which are fucking ridiculous and hey, you can’t contest unfair bills! Legal fees, what legal fees? And hey, so here’s this 300€ monthly bill I can’t afford to pay, and I could contest it but I have to pay it first because otherwise I’ll have the electricity cut off. I’m not going down this road because it’s an anxiety trigger, and these days we’re “lucky” to pay an average of 112€ a month. From 430€ of unemployment benefits. And then there’s the phone bill, which is roughly 50€ a month, and they try to withdraw the money without telling you when.

5. If there’s no money in your account when a company tries to pay your bill, you get charged extra. My phone company has a 15€ fee for it. I had to pay that fee a few months ago even though for the majority of that month, I’d made sure to keep the bank account stocked with the necessary amount of money for that very bill.

This is just a sampling of the many ways people living under the poverty line are pushed and pushed to stay there, and basically screwed for their foreseeable future, which, as you can imagine, is brilliant for morale and gives me all the energy and motivation in the world to get up in the morning and fight against my situation.

Except that, wait. No, it does not. But at least I have a roof over my head, right? And I bought a laptop I needed to contact my support system and work, so I can’t possibly be that bad off.

Pretty Things: A Storm Is Raging 4

Just under the wire for Wednesday — if I can finish coding up the links within the next five minutes. It is legitimately storming outside for the first time in an age, and it smells wonderful.


1. Teacup Stud Earrings by onetenzeroseven / 2. Green Bird T-shirt from Nika Collection
3. Botany Necklace from Saressa Designs / 4. Dangling Patent Earrings from Slinky Links
5. Tortoise Frame Glasses from SpecsPost * / 6. Umbrella Illustration by Michele Maule
7. Umbrella Necklace by Emma Swailes / 8. Woodland Coat from ColieCo
9. Watercolor Painting by Lana Moes

* I received this in exchange for a blog post, which will happen as soon as I can get some pictures of me wearing my new pretties! The umbrella necklace is mine also, but it wasn’t given to me for PR purposes — I photographed it.

5 Things I Hate About Smoking + Sparks eCigs Review 4


I don’t talk about how much I dislike smoking since I became a hermit who basically lived, ate and worked in her own room, door closed and air freshener can at the ready, but it may easily be the thing I’ve hated the longest in my life, and it’s a not exactly minor part of why my relationship with my father is terrible. In fact, the way he acts about smoking sums up his entire behavior that I have trouble with. He insists that I make everything up inside my head… including the smell of smoke that reaches me and makes me physically sick, dizzy and dry throat and stomachache and migraine, the whole nine yards. I “imagine” it. Gaslighting, yo. Try harder.

My mom at least tries not to smoke around us (us being my sister, who has asthma, and me), or near us, or during/before/after meals. She’d actually quit if she felt that she could. It helps keep her anxiety at bay, and she can’t try nicotin patches and things for health reasons. (I can’t remember the specific health reason. The tachycardia thing?) But a couple of months ago, we were out running errands and she mentioned e-cigs, and how she’d actually quite like to try them if only the initial investment in them weren’t so high.

So I put out a request, and what do you know: Sparks eCigs came through.


My mom got a starter kit with two electronic cigarettes, a charger box, and an assortment of flavor cartridges. Each cartridge is supposed to be equivalent to five packs of regular cigarettes, and I can confirm that she hasn’t run out yet even though she’s only using one flavor. She’s still smoking regular cigarettes regularly, but she’s cut down on the amount by a lot, and I can now go out with her without dying from inhaling her smoke when she’s walking next to me. It’s pretty win-win.

Eventually, I would really like her to quit altogether, but if she makes a full transition to e-cigs, that would still be a huge step forward in one of my five points against smoking, which are as follows:

1. It’s really expensive and the return on investment is basically zero. Those things keep going up in price, and you smoke them and I guess it makes you feel better for five minutes, and makes everyone around you feel bad for fifteen, and then you’ve got trash to throw out and ashes in weird places if you’re smoking while lying down or sitting away from the ashtray like my parents do. I suppose if you only smoke outside your home, the “making everyone around you want to die for fifteen minutes” bit doesn’t apply, but it’s still money that’s basically going in your pipe for you to smoke it. Reference to the Dowager Countess from Downton Abbey intended.

2. It’s bad for your health. It may not kill you straight out, but your teeth will suffer, your dependence will show, you’ll develop weird coughing episodes that make people worry you are going to die from choking on your own throat mess, and your nails get all yellow and it gives you bad breath and a dry throat and dry lips and really, no good comes out of it.

3. You have to plan your life around it. If you have a full-time job, anyway. If you go anywhere for longer than an hour. In winter, when it’s cold as balls outside and you have to let your fingers out in the air to hold the cigarette properly, you have to leave the comfort of your office (or your home if you’re a considerate person with consideration for other human beings’ health) to go freeze in the cold. All for a cigarette. So ridic. And if you smoke inside, other people have to plan their life around it. Let’s be real, the #1 reason I want everyone to not smoke is so I can venture outside my room without feeling sick. So I can open the door and air out my room without letting in cig smoke. So I can walk by my father’s room and not want to die on the spot. So I can, I don’t know, spend time in the living room without choking? There are two reasons I don’t have meals there, and one of them is the smoke. It lingers even if you take care not to smoke around meals, and my father rarely does. (The other reason is my father rarely lets a meal with me go by without picking a fight.)

4. People walking behind you want to kill you. I don’t care that the street is “outdoors” and therefore “public” and smoking is allowed. It is shit. You are making me sick. You are making anyone with allergies or breathing difficulties sick. Stop that. People living on the ground floor when you toss lit cigarettes out the window so your (smoker, may I add) husband won’t catch you smoking want to kill you. (That goes for a neighbor, not my parents.) In short, you’re making people’s rage levels rise. Stop that.

5. It probably gave me Raynaud’s syndrome. Laugh, and say that smoking only gives Raynaud’s syndrome to people who have to smoke out in the cold with their bare hands, but I bet my Raynaud’s will get better when I move out of here. To a colder location. It makes sense in my head.

So I’m pretty pleased my mom liked the e-cigs! She says they’re portable, they’re soothing and they scratch the itch for a good while, unless people make her extra mad/frustrated/anxious. She only liked the menthol flavor, though, not the other fruity ones, so I’ll have to get her some of those cartridges soon. I think it’s five for £7 – and that’s equivalent to twenty-five packs of cigarettes at over £3 per pack. Like, if you’re going to waste money, you might as well waste less of it and not bother people as much. That’s just my take on it.



I like the way it’s packaged, too. All black and sleek and meant to be reused. Good going there.

I received an e-cig starter kit from Sparks eCigs in exchange for reviewing it on my blog. All opinions — and photos — are my own.

Weekly Wishes #32: Just Do It™ 11


I can’t believe I’ve been doing Weekly Wishes for thirty-two weeks and I still haven’t got a grip on my time management skills. Or my sleep schedule. At least I’m blogging slightly more often, my business is doing better, I’m getting more stuff done, and I got started on sewing. (Finally! I know! And I broke two machine needles! In one day! I’m amazing.)

Weekly Round-Up


Last Week’s Wishes

I reframed and rewrote my entire crowdfunding campaign for London. Massive accomplishment even though got no progress to show for it — though work things other than the campaign are going well and getting better!

Sleep is not getting better, at all; I was up from 8 PM Saturday to 11 PM last night, and the whole day I was off and I wasn’t even that brilliant kind of exhausted I usually am after pulling an all-nighter where going to sleep is the most wonderful feeling in the world. Very disappointing. I’m taking a nap tonight in rebellion. (I got up at 6 PM again.)

…the sleep deprivation may have something to do with the breaking of the machine needles. I really don’t know what happened the second time, since I was just feeding it two layers of cotton and one of thin interfacing, so there was really no reason for the whole thing to go BRRRRRR and the bobbin to detach and the presser foot to fall off and the needle to bend. Unlike the first time, when I tried to sew together two layers of cotton, two layers of cotton knit and two layers of sheepskin padding. I knew that wasn’t going to go over well before I even did it. I really need to try the other machine feet for this stuff.

On the bright side, at least I don’t intend to try sewing on a zipper with this foot again? Assuming I can get the zipper foot to work. Well, that my mom can. It really went over my head when we asked at the store after failing to put it in ourselves.

On that note, seriously, y’all, what’s the big deal with asking my mom for help with her sewing machine? Am I missing something? Because to me, asking someone who knows what she’s doing and is available to me for guidance and help with a new craft seems the most reasonable thing in the world. It would be outrageously ridiculous not to do it. It would make sense if she treated me like my father, but she doesn’t. Her help is good. I don’t even use it as much as I could, but that’s entirely because I’m hugely introverted and like to work alone.

My last wish last week was to take out the tripod and keep it out, which I didn’t do, but I did pull out the good camera to take those pictures of my cat I shared (and the one of my desk I’m using on this post), and continued to use Instagram regularly.

The main unspoken goal for last week is the one I’m putting in first this week, because I also failed at it. But hey, I made like six gadget covers and some of them will even fit their intended devices (er, I underestimated how much room the padding would take; lessons learned post coming when I get some pictures), and today I did laundry and changed my sheets and I’ve got potential new clients and leads on jobs that I applied to over the weekend (I apply to jobs! I have an up-to-date resume and a photography portfolio and a design shop I link people to because I want to work! Mind-blowing, I know), so basically I’m very busy and important and got no time to feel overwhelmed. Gotta go with the flow. (Joelle’s Monday Mantra was super apt for me.)

Weekly Wishes [Link-Up]


  • RENEW MY ID. This involves: taking pictures of my face against a white background; editing and having them printed in the required size (26 x 32 mm); go to the police station (got an appointment for Thursday at 11:15 AM), and hope they don’t give me too much bureaucratic grief for how long it’s been since my ID expired. I’m kind of on a deadline here.
  • Try not to freak out too much about the above. Maybe hit the police station and ask tomorrow or Wednesday in case I need to bring in a bunch of files like it’s my first time getting an ID. I did google a bit and it looks like it’s not a problem though.
  • Keep sewing! Complete the two clutches I have cut out and already started sewing last night, at least.
  • Stop thinking about things and just do them.

And on that note, I am off to eat. And then I’ll go to bed. My brain is tired.

Read This: Link Love Love And Sewing Link (Bags and Home) Dump 2


I always meant to make “Read This” a regular feature, but then I didn’t. So to begin with, I’m going to recommend two bloggers who curate link love posts consistently, and who do such a fantastic job of it that I pretty much always find half a dozen things I want to read from them:

» Bobbi from Today I’m Bobbi does This and That (nearly) every Friday, which covers everything from politics to events to design to random funny and charming things to brighten your day. I’m in it primarily for the “important” stuff, which I don’t get a lot of elsewhere, but I loved this Sarah Jessica Parker interview she linked on March 21. So sweet.

» Sarah from XO Sarah does Blog Love every Saturday. She focuses on articles about small business, entrepreneurship and design. I really needed this post about fear of failure that she linked last week. I just realized I also have this post she wrote bookmarked, which runs along the same lines. Super worth a read.

» Angel from Studio 404 does Links I Love every Friday, showcasing inspiring design work and sharing small business articles as well.

And now, because I’m too lazy to figure out how to transfer my Chrome bookmarks to my tablet and I always find myself wishing I had my sewing bookmarks handy on there, all the non-clothing sewing-related stuff I’ve got in my bookmarks:

The Importance of Pressing from Caila Made | Interfacing Guide from Amy Butler on Sew Mama Sew


Clutches: Bow Clutch from Elm Street Life | Leather Scalloped Zipper Clutch from Sewbon | Sequin Zipper Clutch from See Kate Sew | Oversized Foldover Clutch from Oh Sweet Joy | Foldover Doily Clutch from Skirt As Top

Zipper Pouches: See Kate Sew | Craft Buds | Craft Buds (Quilted) | Delia Creates (Scribble) | Sew Delicious (Fabric Strips) | A Quilter’s Table (Triple Zip) | Me Sew Crazy (Leather Accent) | Adventures of Blue Girl (Embroidered)

Protective Cases: Earbud Pouch from Erin Erickson | Sunglasses Case from Thread Riding Hood | Sketchy Glasses Case from Flamingo Toes | Gadget Sleeve (Four Options) from The Joy Cottage | Gadget Sleeve from The Green Wife

Makeup Pouches: See Kate Sew (Zipper & Bow) | See Kate Sew (Three Loop Buttons) | See Kate Sew (Bow & Velcro) | Sew Like My Mom | Noodlehead

Misc: Shoe Bags from Fabric Paper Glue | Drawstring Bag from Caila Made | Drawstring Bag from Bee of Design | Lunch Bag with Handles from Craft Buds | Tissue Holder from Notes From the Patch

Bags: Madeleine Bag from Imagine Gnats | Let’s Go to the Park Bag from Delia Creates

Pillows: Envelope Pillow Case (Buttons / No Buttons) from Delia Creates | Envelope Pillow Case from Designs by Sessa | Zippered Pillow Cover from My Poppet | Pleated Bundt Pillow from Skirt As Top

Baskets: Scrappy Fabric Basket from Threading My Way | Collapsible Storage Bins from Peekaboo Pattern Shop Blog | Quilted Sewing Machine Cover from Sew Delicious

I hope someone else finds this useful, but if not, at least I will! Happy sewing to me!

Photography Friday: A Cat And A Ladybird Walk Into A Plant 11

And not for a second acknowledge each other. Why would they do that? Silly human ideas.








My cat is touched in the head, and I love him for it.

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Campaign Update: New Pitch, New Plan, New Videos 4


THING THE FIRST: I rewrote my entire pitch to be clearer with my plans and focus on my work. I’d love to gain experience as a photographer when I’m in London, but I also want to have awesome friend time; I’d love to move for good, but focusing on that is detrimental for my mental health. So here’s what I’m doing: I’m planning for a week and a bit (April 28 – May 7). I’ll be buying a low-cost flight return ticket, though I hope not to have to use it. If I can manage to find someone to crash with, or a place to view and rent in Oxford (or London, but funds are tight and all), then all the better! If not, that’s fine; I’ll look again in June when my braincells start dropping like flies under the heat.

Mostly, this means I can get away with the carryon, and I can focus on getting the word out about my campaign and my work without having to account for the incredibly exhausting process of securing a room without having the funds for a deposit or, let’s be real, a month’s rent. (Yet.) And I can fill up my calendar with both fun and work and paid and unpaid experience. Good going, yes? I thought so.

THING THE SECOND: Videos! I’ve got two (and a half) for you. In the first one, I count down six reasons I believe London will be good for my anxiety.

In the second one, I talk about the type of work I love most and would like to focus on in the near future.

I also totally freaked out last night in this unlisted video, which you’ll enjoy if you find fast-talking, kinda-mumbly, definitely-rambly people fun to watch. I think I’m super cute in it but already one (1) person disagrees. To be fair, that person may be the same one who caused me to hold all comments for review, so I can’t put much stock in it.

FINALLY, I’m still looking for bloggers to meet up with/do outfit shoots with/help promote my campaign, and I’d love to give away a portrait shoot as well at some point, so if anyone’s interested, shoot me an email! I’ve still got a mostly free schedule; it’s time to start filling in the slots!

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