I love walking at night. There’s something wonderful about cold, wet days that nobody wants to go out on. The days where you can walk by the sea and just hear the crashing waves and distant traffic. I find i think clearer at night. Everything is more hopeful, more reachable and more promising. What is it about daylight that seems to be the ruiner of dreams? Whenever I want to believe it’ll all work out, I just need to survive the day. Then anything is possible.
Also foam that looks like icebergs are sweet.
I have dyed my hair red from the age of 12 and I don’t think I’ll ever stop. I’ve varied from postbox red to deep purple but I will never completely leave. I am converted. It makes me think back to my youth where I only had one doll. It was The Little Mermaid, she had hair longer than her body, and I loved her. I recall the obsession I felt. I didn’t invent imaginary scenarios about her swimming under the sea or speaking to the fish but, instead, I stared at her hair. I brushed it and cared for it and longed for such stunning locks. I am certain that’s why I find red hair so gorgeous.
The corset I am doing right now is for a ginger goddess. I like to match personalities as well as looks to corsets and this one calls for full military colours. It is a bit Christmassy but khaki and red go together beautifully. It probably appeals more to fetishists because of how defiant it looks. I can’t wait to see the sexiness of the red hair and khaki together. I’m using the Laughing Moon Silverado pattern for this. I’ve tried the Dore but fancied a change this time.
My Janome sewing machine is the nuts, by the way.