July 23, 2013 - Two Dollar Bill.

There are eight days left.  I thought I would be missing my clothing, my regular clothing, like my Harley t-shirts, and jeans (oh sweet denim), but really I can't say that I have.  I think this has, if nothing else, been a great reprieve from actually deciding what to wear from a pre-set wardrobe.  Every girl I know suffers from this self inflicted burden, and I thought it would be somewhat traumatic to have to think so intensely about what I will be wearing each day, down to designing and making it.  But it has mostly been a relief to not have to think about it.   Have I spoken about this before?  Pardon the repetition if I have, things are flying about my head in loop-di-loops at this point.  There are still many things I had in mind to make for this project, and I found myself counting the days today and trying to figure out how to fit it all in.  The idea that I would not run out of ideas during this process is probably the most valuable thing I can take away at this point.  That terror haunts all creative persons and I think this can at least prove to myself that I need not worry on that any longer.  As long as there is work, there will continue to be ideas.  I feel sad as this winds down to only a week left, as I don't know what I am going to do with myself to fill my hours.  I know that I will just start making something else, but the culmination of all of this regiment feels daunting.  All this time searching for purpose, only to take away the personification of purpose itself.   It feels a little like a two dollar bill, still only worth two dollars, but containing some added sentimental or collectible value, the mystical nature of the even somewhat rare and unnecessary, triumphing over rationality.   

July 22, 2013 - dress.

July 22, 2013 - as worn. with woodgrain leggings.