Creative juices WERE flowing

So I'm extremely fortunate enough to have two rooms in my home to work from (destroy with fabrics and pins and pattern paper) and I've decided that I needed to really straighten out my sewing room like it was a DISASTER! Wish I had a before picture, actually I don't you guys may have been disgusted with my messy work habits. Really though I was stressed everytime I walked in and I haven't been able to do much work because of it. I felt so creative before I entered the room and then when i saw the pile of fabric scraps, paper and fallen pins I had swept into the corner day on end, my creativity hit the messy heep. So I decided I had to do something about it.

Cleaned up and re-organized, not that it matters because knowing me it'll go back to square one in a day and a half. But as i cleaned and got rid of old fabric, patterns and sketches, I realized how much i've grown or evolved as a designer and as a person.

Of course when taking on a cleaning task it gets worse before it gets better, and boy did it get bad, I was about to give up, luckily it was the coolest room in my house otherwise I would have went cold turkey on this project (no pun intended, lol well just a little.)

While cleaning my little sewing space I started pulling some of my favorite pieces and hanging them across the room (call it a temporary case of insanity) before knew it I had 30 garments on my walls. Than I zoned back into reality, calmed down and really thought about how irrational I was being. So here are the result of my organization and low temperment.

By the way I'm really going to have to start writting about fashion soon lol.

Pics of my organization well done!

Fashion Frenzy Full on Boredom

Sorry, thought i could have kept up with the alliteration... So i find myself writting my first blog on andreapitter.blogspot.com, because im simply bored. Unfortunately I wont be writting anything incredibly exciting that would have you guys begging for more.

I went to the Brooklyn museum today to check out the Gustav Calliebot exhibit, pretty cool, found myself to be pretty inspired by some of his work... I take it you all may be under the impression that im a museum enthusiast or a thesbian or something of the sort... Definetly not! I have to take this required modern art history course at FIT (my sanctuary, home and sometimes what I consider to be one hellish place) so now im stuck writting a rather small paper about my encounter with some of the most well known impressionist paintings of all times.

Hopped over to wing wagon (no im no vegitarian i barely eat the celery that they offer with those buffalo style wings i love so much) and encounter an extremely handsom man whom of course was being courted by a flashy and overly dressed woman, yes she was courting him, paying for his hot wings, poland spring water and all. After leaving I suddenly realized how much i was in love with the neighborhood i was in, parkslope borderline crown heights, it was fabulous, not too loud, not too quiet, not too abandoned and not completely urban.

Anyhow, seeing how excited i was of course I ran home to create beautiful designs that would push my career further and ie provide me with funds to live in such a spectacular neighborhood. But then my overly enthusiastic mood changed when i realized how many orders I had to finsih before I could go on an artistic free for all fashion frenzy. UGGGGHHHH I hate crushed dreams, yet still instead of hopping on that banwagon full of work I needed to complete I watched several episodes of Degrassi while surfing the web spying on my sisters facebook, avoiding my ex's and posting new profile pics. Then I headed over to my beloved Etsy (dont you just love etsy :) visit my shop at pantora.etsy.com ) to figure out when the best time to upload my new designs would be.

All and all i realized that my 1st post here has nothing to do with my poorly alliterated title and overall not much to do with fashion.