Step Inside Megan Kathryn Clothing's Closet

Summer Sale

2011-08-06T11:25:00.000-07:00

Who doesn't like a sale? I sure do. I will be selling the rest of my collection at North Shore Green Markets for all of August! Nothing is over $40.00!

North Shore Green Market has 4 different markets, however I attend the Night Market that is located at Shipbuilders Plaza 138 Victory Ship Way, North Vancouver. It has usually 5 different music line ups, and a wonderful variety of vendors. Lots of fresh produce. I picked a 3 peaches for a dollar! Fresh cut flowers from Pemberton,and chocolate from Bowen Island. There is a great choice of hot food too!While selling, my husband and I had some great BBQ!

It is the best place to do your one stop local shopping, have dinner,fun for the kids and dog friendly, and enjoy some great music!

Spring/Summer 2012 late in the game...

2011-08-02T16:32:00.000-07:00

Ahh the fashion business.

I am preparing for Spring/Summer 2012, and I am bit behind, and I am a feeling a ton of pressure. I am also trying to find the balance of being a wife, and a business owner. It is hard. Somedays I think I have found it, and then I am thrown off.
However, I am going to get this done....
I am preparing to do 15-30 sketches in the next two days...wish me luck!

Hoodie Sale THIS weekend June 25,25,26

2011-06-24T10:34:00.000-07:00

hey my fine friends....HoodElicious on sale this weekend...Hoodies are up to 60% off...Great Amazing Savings...
http://www.megankathryn.ca/hoodies.html
I am shipping via UPS these days because of the Canada Post strike. So you can feel confident purchasing online. No delays

HoodElicious Hoodies

These Designer Hoodies; is made with a protective collar (wind Shield) and has a velcro closure and cover buttons made with the contrasting colour of the hoodie. HoodElicious's are made a little bit longer for some extra bum coverage. Can be worn as a dress over leggings. Easy wash - cold water, and tumble dry. Fabric is jogging fleece (cotton blend)
*custom colours *email me info@megankathryn.ca

Size Measurements
Small       Centre Front   25" Bust 40" Sleeve Length 28"
Medium    Centre Front 26" Bust 45" Sleeve Length 28"
Large       Centre Front 27" Bust 50" Sleeve Length 28"
XLarge     Centre Front 28" Bust 55" Sleeve Length 28"

UniSex Size
O/S         Centre Front 32"   Bust 56" Sleeve Length 28"

Self Doubt?

2011-06-10T10:09:00.000-07:00

I woke up today feeling a bit of panic. Not sure if it's the amount Dexter we have been watching? (we finally took the advice from all of friends, well from actually anyone who has ever seen the show, and starting watching it, and just completed Season 1 in 3 days) It is bloody ( hee hee) amazing, but creepy. Or the panic could be from the dog in the other apartment building next door that barks so loud I can hear him, and the creepy thing about that is he only barks like that once a month.. However, while sipping my coffee I realize that I have so many artisan markets booked this month, and among all other things going on in my life, I have lost the balance.
I find I can teeter off balance quite easily, and that last month has been exhausting. Loosing our beloved Kitty Ferris, that cat was ace! - to moving out of my studio - going through self doubt- issues in relationships... and just trying to be a grown up is tough..running your own business is tough...I am going through a transition in my life right now, and doing my best to embrace the shit out of it. I know I will grow from all these experiences and be a better person for it.
The biggest thing that is putting my natural transition through this off balance rocky course is self doubt .Self doubt paralyzes my growth. I believe that I come off very confident, however I judge myself regularly and that is so damaging to almost everything in my life. That is why my self confidence is borderline bullshit.
One time in counselling appointment, I was told about the warrior inside me, all I imagined was the Indian, from the children's story Indian in the Cupboard just hanging out wondering how the fuck he got inside me and if he was ever going to get out. . It made me laugh every time I had a stomach ache, images would flood my head that it was my warrior dancing, smoking, drinking..
..My warrior rules everything in me. Although every once in awhile it looses passion or goes on vacation, and being an artist it is natural to have self doubt, and the self doubt flourishes . It is also why I can be so narcissistic. Funny story about that, recently I was shopping with a friend, and we stumble upon a place that sold these funny pins, cute, artistic, and clever. She picked up this one that wrote " I find myself fascinating" she laughs and says this is SO you. I, at first laugh...and then was stunned, all I thought was " what the fuck is that suppose to mean?" I know she wasn't being offensive. I was definitely being sensitive. So I bought it. I wore it proud ( not really, my warrior wore it proud ) and everyone laughed and said " ha ha, that is so you" or " they made that especially for you", oh another called me "cheesy"...(them fighting words)...After the dust settled I realized that maybe I do find my self fascinating .and that is OK. We tend to be raised in a manner that we should feel bad for ourselves if we succeed, or even if we like ourselves. I feel that is where my self doubt began to grow, it was at a very young age.I was a pretty good athlete growing up, played almost every sport, and was good at all of them, except high jump, and shot put...but soccer,basketball,baseball,field hockey, track and field, I was GOOD. BUT every time I won, I was told to be better, and in my young not fully developed brain that is equalled not good enough. I was told to be humble in celebration. I kept thinking , I just won, I beat everyone, let's jump up and down hoot and holla. But,that isn't very sportsman like. BUT I DID BETTER? These days I am,cheering like it's the first time I won anything, recently I rocked the shit out some games at a stagette, I got some goood loot! I was jumping up and down, and hooting!!!
So today, I am on a teeter totter of finding myself fascinating, or feeling like I suck. But my warrior keeps me proud and to just keep swimming.

Our Social Fabric

2011-05-12T08:30:00.000-07:00

Sale Annoucement

May 28 11 - 4

33 Commercial Drv.The Maple Leaf storage facility on the corner of Commercial Drv. and Powell

Our Social Fabric is hosting a ‘Fill-A-Bag’ sale!!

If you have never experienced one of these extravaganzas you are in for a real treat!

The rules are simple -

1) You purchase one of 4 sizes of bag from us (ranging from $20 -$100 sizes)

2) You go digging, searching and swimming through piles and piles of amazing fabric

3) You squish as much stuff into the bag as humanly possible

4) Everyone wins!

We have also just received a new shipment of fabric, we have upholestry fabric too!!!

Stuck

2011-05-03T20:32:00.000-07:00

I have a kittie that I just had to put in the hospital for 3 days...that ain't cheap...I am trying to raise money fast to cover my vet bills. SO if you know anyone who NEEDS or WANTS ONE OF A KIND ITEMS ....please tell them to check out my site. www.megankathryn.ca My scarves are only $15.00 , ONE OF A KIND shoulder totes are $19.99...even my hoodies are on sale! Please, please pass on!

A Giant Spring SALE WITH 10 AMAZING designers!

2011-04-26T10:13:00.000-07:00

	Starts Friday April 29 at 4:00pm - Saturday April 30th 6:00 pm

Location	207 west hastings, Dominion Building. Suite 410



	Our great little spring sale starts at 4pm on Friday. We will have complimentary drinks and snacks for you. With a line up of designers like this - YOU DON'T WANT TO MISS THIS! KIM CATHERS MARA GOTTLER MEGAN KATHRYN EVAN BIDDELL MINDAN DESIGNS GINGER POTTIN CARNY LOVE BLESS LEONE WE3 ANALOG PHOTOGRAPHY

Busy Life and Lesson Learned

2011-04-18T23:12:00.000-07:00

The one week countdown to round Two of Portobello West Market. I always feel prepared before the market, and then a couple days upcoming to the event, the checklist seems SO long. We also have the OSF Fabric Sale this week, and a studio sale coming up next week. Then we have a photo shoot, at the beginning of May.

Life gets so busy. Today I walked my two dogs to my studio, Angus the busy body Yorkie X, can walk and walk and never seems to get sleepy. Then there is Beanie, our new pup, well she isn't "new", she is new to us; she our 10 yr adopted shih tzu, in the last two days she has walked 14 kms, poor girl. I ended up carrying her. She likes to stop and smell the rose too, she taught me today, sometimes no matter how busy life gets, stop and smell the roses, and when you get tired, someone may be there to carry you.

Online Store

2011-04-14T14:13:00.000-07:00

Holy Smoke a rooni's
I have no idea why it happens, but I am suffering from procrastination on getting my online store up and running. I have added a few pieces. That is one my weaknesses, PROCRASTINATION, seems so silly not to do it. I want to make money, and I want to sell my clothing, and share it with all you fine folks. So, after I do a few life chores.I am committing myself tonight to do complete the online store. So I can move on to other tasks.

A few descriptions of a procrastination founded on the inter- web- net

Procrastinators tell lies to themselves. Such as, “I’ll feel more like doing this tomorrow.” Or “I work best under pressure.” But in fact they do not get the urge the next day or work best under pressure. In addition, they protect their sense of self by saying “this isn’t important.” Another big lie procrastinators indulge is that time pressure makes them more creative. Unfortunately they do not turn out to be more creative; they only feel that way. They squander their resources.
Procrastinators actively look for distractions, particularly ones that don’t take a lot of commitment on their part. Checking e-mail is almost perfect for this purpose. They distract themselves as a way of regulating their emotions such as fear of failure.
Types: avoiders, who may be avoiding fear of failure or even fear of success, but in either case are very concerned with what others think of them; they would rather have others think they lack effort than ability.
Types: decisional procrastinators, who cannot make a decision. Not making a decision absolves procrastinators of responsibility for the outcome of events.
Procrastination predicts higher levels of consumption of alcohol among those people who drink. Procrastinators drink more than they intend to—a manifestation of generalized problems in self-regulation. That is over and above the effect of avoidant coping styles that underlie procrastination and lead to disengagement via substance abuse.

OH WELL.

Our Social Fabric

2011-04-11T08:23:00.000-07:00

I have just joined an amazing non profit organization called OUR SOCIAL FABRIC. As a fashion designer, I have first hand experience with the amount of fabric that goes to waste. So, I was more than ecstatic to jump on board with this group.

Well, it is,
We are a group of individuals working to establish a viable, socially responsible non-profit organization in Vancouver’s downtown east side community. Our focus is to specialize in textile collection, recycling and re-manufacturing, while providing employment and social reintegration opportunities for residents of our community.
Why Textiles?
Textiles are one the most common household items and represent a staggering proportion of the solid waste stream: approximately 16kg per person, or a total of 33,600 tonnes in Metro Vancouver in 2006, to give you an idea.
Despite the volume of this waste, few options exist to reuse or recycle salvageable textile items – and next to none for those items that can not be resold. As a result, these textiles end their still-functional lives in the landfill or waste-to-energy incinerator.
Our Social Fabric believes that this unnecessary waste can be not only be avoided, but channeled to create positive change in Vancouver’s most impoverished neighbourhood. Aside from the obvious benefits of reducing the waste we are diverting to landfills and waste-to-energy facilities, textile recycling can have a direct impact on the soci-economic viability of the downtown east side. Jobs are needed now, and our goal is to recycle donated and salvaged textiles into new products, from clothing to utility products.
We invite Metro Vancouver residents to get involved by donating their textiles, time, or resources to this innovative initiative. Witness and take part in the birth and growth of this unique venture, which not only benefits the environment but the economy and all citizens of our community.

We are also having an Epic Sale at my shared studio Haiku Studio. If you are looking for fabric, know of anyone who is looking for fabric, this sale is not to be missed.

Our Social Fabric is Spring Cleaning!!

3 DAY SALE

Our Social Fabric is hosting a ‘Fill-A-Bag’ sale!!

If you have never experienced one of these extravaganzas you are in for a real treat! The rules are simple -

1) You purchase one of 3 sizes of bag from us (ranging from $25 -$100 sizes)

2) You go digging, searching and swimming through piles and piles of amazing fabric

3) You squish as much stuff into the bag as humanly possible

4) Everyone wins!

We invite you to join us

Haiku Studios

Dominion Building in Gastown

#207 – West Hastings St (corner of Cambie and West Hastings)

Studio 410

4-8 Friday April 21

11-5 Saturday April 22
and
11-5 Sunday April 23

We also have Bolts of fabric, and some of our donations have come from

STARGATE SERIES

SUCKERPUNCH

SMALLVILLE

HUMAN TARGET

and we also Accept Visa/MC/Amex/Debit and cash

any Questions please email oursocialfabric@gmail.com

www.oursocialfabric.org

Signature Jacket

2011-04-07T23:39:00.000-07:00

Signature Jacket
Original Cost $199.99 Sale Price @40% off $119.40 Available in Small.Medium.Xlarge

Purchase online at www.megankathryn.ca

Studio and all that stuff

2011-04-02T11:39:00.000-07:00

        One month into studio life..

       .I have worked out of my home for the last 5 yrs. Studio life is different. I am having a difficult time balancing.
         Working from home, there are many distractions which is the downfall of working from home, BUT, sometimes those distractions are a blessing. Working in a studio away from home, has many benefits and I really enjoy it. However, it's time management that I am having trouble with.
          We, play many roles in our life. I am not just a fashion designer. I am a wife, a friend, a sister, a daughter, a pet owner, a business owner. I am learning what works for me, how to manage my life, and my business. When I worked from home, it was much easier to manage my other roles.
           As a business owner, and being the creative force in my business, and currently do not have any employee`s, it is a lot of work. Some days are easier than others, but the last couple days have been overwhelming. I am learning to accept. Acceptance, I never thought it would be so difficult to accept myself for the things I can and cannot accomplish. I am learning to accept that other people`s opinions, which they can have, and even share, don`t put in any value on how I feel about myself. Gawd, that is hard. So today, I am going to enjoy my time, sitting on bed, looking a photo`s from the previous photo shoot, respond to emails that I haven`t had a chance to respond to....do a bit more work on my website...walk my dog`s while the sun is still out, and spend the evening with my husband and friends. Maybe, just maybe....we can have it all......

New Website

2011-03-31T11:38:00.000-07:00

New Website....New Email.....

New website is nearly finished...please check it out...www.megankathryn.ca......email me megan@megankathryn.ca

Shopping page will hopefully ( fingers crossed) by the end of week. Sale Items, and New Items.

MOVING DAY

2011-03-01T09:25:00.000-08:00

Today, I officially move into a STUDIO!!! I have been working out of my apartment for the last year esh....Every possible shelf, nook, cranny ( not sure what that is) but it had fabric stuff in there. It was to the point that I think we had a dining room table??? the lazy boy we inherited was covered fabric, that was covered, NOT RE covered. The couch looked like a a fabric monster puked all over it.

I was starting to notice a bit of strain on my husband's face. I have thought maybe it is work, maybe it's the car that recently bit the dust ( he had a special attachment to the red beast) or just possibly, he was tired of fighting the " production" site at home. I believe it is the latter of all my thoughts. He is a tiny itsy bit OCD, and a giant neat freak. Last night, when we sat at our dinner table ( we do have one) he said " ahhhh, it will be nice that only fabric in the house will be our OWN clothing, and if the word BOLT is used, it isn't referring to fabric that I have to move" with a large smile on his face.

I am very excited about this move, I have been sourcing place out for the last few months. In January I reconnected with a girl I met in Design School. I participated in a sale at her Gastown Studio. I beautiful space, with a showroom, in a building with great energy. I thought to myself, this is what I want.

I love Gastown. The energy, the history, LOVE! LOVE! I have wanted to live in the area for quite some time. I have compromised tho, the husband is big on feeling comfortable in his surroundings, and he is not a huge fan of the area. So I decided if, and when I have a studio, I will have it in Gastown.

So, after the first night of the sale, and a few celebratory drinks, I presented the idea of getting a studio space to my husband. He immediately agreed. So when I got home, I pulled a pink post it note, out of my fancy NEW* purse shape post it note holder. Wrote " GASTOWN STUDIO" and placed it on my white kitchen cupboard.

Every morning, when I open the cupboard door to grab my morning coffee cup, I see " GASTOWN STUDIO" . I like looking at my post it's, and I love that they are colourful and happy. I have one's with words I like, groceries that we need to buy, other things I intend to get in the future, etc ...

On the day after my birthday, lying in bed, sharing details of funny happenings with my husband, my phone buzzes....and it is a text asking me if I want to share a space in Gastown....I immediately want to text back YES!!! BUT, I did just turned a year older, and well, the responsible side of the Brain, said " HOLD UP SISTA" how are we going to pay for rent? can you share with someone else, do you want to share? after some thought, and discussion. It just makes sense. If I wasn't scared about it, it wouldn't be worth doing. I have learned you have to take risk's in this business, in life, really. But it really makes sense in the next step in my career. I am 100% sure I can handle the risk, and I can make the money to pay the rent.It will be a up and down experience all together, I am dramatically realistic hee. hee . This business is like that, the instability of income, makes it a bit fascinating, and terrifying.

So today is the day I move! I am very happy about it, and holy crap our apartment isn't that small after all.

New Beginnings

2011-02-28T22:10:00.000-08:00

Recently my husband and I discussed getting a second dog. It was a quick discussion. He wasn't exactly thrilled about the idea of taking care of another animal, a pet, something that will require time, patience and money...funny.. he was the one who wanted to take on a wife??? I require all those same things.

After a few more discussions, I looked through the SPCA website, and we even took an adventure there, however, we didn't find a fit. So I then searched Pet finder, and found a lil shitzhu named Eyerene. Her story really touched me,[ she was found on a sandbar in the river with her eyes pussed shut and her lovely grey hair matted to her skin ] I felt she may just work in our family. So after a few phone calls with her foster mum, we decided to have her foster at our home, and moving forward to adopt.

We had obvious concerns, cost, ( she is partly blind and is hypothyroid) she also sounded fragile. Angus is a very busy dog, and fragile would not work in our current environment. The moment we met Beanie ( Eyerene) , we discovered there is not a single fragile thing about her. Her handicap doesn't affect her at all. She loves to play, and is a little rough. I call her our Ewok, and she has taught me to have patience, which I lack. I was worried she wouldn't be much of a walker, but she is a great walker. I am so proud of her when she gets going with her head held high, with such confidence.

Our other concern was how Angus would/could change. We knew he was going to change, and we are still cautious. We don't want him to change too much, but we were hoping he would calm a bit, ( he is constantly being mistaken for a puppy, but he is four years old) but we don't want too much of that to change. However, he is very protective of her, and it is really sweet.

I have thoroughly enjoyed the experience thus far.....2 more weeks with her, and then we make our final decision.

Emotional

2011-02-19T19:43:00.000-08:00

Emotional, Sensitive, Passionate, Dramatic. These words haunt me sometimes. I am feeling emotional these days. I usually can figure out why, like full moon, ate too much sugar, PMS. It has just been the last week, I have been feeling this way. I am thinking it's change, and my birthday. I recently just turned 34. I don't usually freak out about my birthday, except my 25th. That was a wierd year, it was the same year I met my now husband, it was also the year, I felt it was time to grow up. But THIS year's birthday was wierd, I didn't speak to ANYONE on my birthday, my family didn't call, ( I got emails ), none of my friends called, everyone facebooks these days. By six, I was depressed, and had a good cry, I felt so alone. However, it's not like I arranged any plans, but I was feeling a bit sorry for myself and I was having a party a next day. It was great evening too by the way!!! Ever since the 11th tho I have felt sort of down, meh...like ....birthdays, meh....free shoes...meh....found $50.00.....meh, meh, blah blah, meh. I have got myself into an emotional funk, and I have so many great things going on. I trying hard to shake it. Maybe not hard enough, definately not hard enough.

~ New Item~ THE KNOT SCARF

2011-02-03T20:12:00.000-08:00

I always like to play with fabric, and the KNOT Scarf was a complete accident. A wonderfully fun accident. They scarves will only be available exclusively on my website. www.megankathryn.com .

10 DESIGNERS, 2 DAYS, 1 SALE Jan 2011

2011-01-27T15:06:00.000-08:00

Tomorrow, I am participating in a sales event with some amazing local designers. I always get nervous before a sale, and also being in the room with other talented people. I don't want to think I am the only one, who gets like this. I also have a rather difficult time at these events, because I am not very good at sitting still. I am a worker bee, got to keep on moving...and you never know what to expect. Will there be lots of people? will people purchase?will my prices be right ( marked at 90% off, I will add), will I be shy and come off like an asshole? I just never know, this is the biggest thing I am insecure about when it comes to my job. I never know what to say, or how to act, never been a good sale person. I get all weird, and awkward. I am great at aesthetic, I can make crappy things look good. So those are the thoughts going through my head today. Come on by if you are in Vancouver, as I said some amazing designers selling their amazing goods!

What a beautiful day

2011-01-26T09:40:00.000-08:00

   The sun is shining in Vancouver today. It has me thinking more what I would like to do to my drab back yard, and less about clothes.

   However, task at hand today, is to complete the "knot" scarves. I also need to figure out how to use photo shop, and get the photo's online, so you can purchase them. That is the difficulty walking into this career, with no financial backing. You would love to pay someone for certain services, like website work, photography, models, etc, but right now, it is just not in my budget. So...I would say I am jack of all trades when it comes to my business, as I think many designers/entrepreneurs are at this stage of there careers. It is so very important to stay focused, and stay positive. So many things get thrown at you, some amazing and some not so amazing. I think I also you can fall into a trap, " be successful ", but if you don't know what that means to YOU ( not your family, or your friends), you will lose focus. I set mini daily goals. It feels so good to cross those off a list, and keeps me focused.

    I find it really funny the things people say to me when they find out what I do, and I try very hard not to take offense to some. One of the things I am asked is " do you know how to sew? " I do know how to sew. I would say being a designer, is not being a seam tress. Seam tresses are a vital part of this business, however, I am not one. I can sew, and I get better and better each time, but it takes a very special person to do this job, day in and day out. It is very hard on the body, back, neck, legs, small particles getting into your eyes, and lungs. TOUGH.
I can make patterns. But whoa, it was hard for me to learn, I am/was completely a 3D person, so I didn't get it..at all...crying in class ...at 27! Very embarrassing. It was really hard to not let that define myself or lack of talent as a designer, because I didn't get pattern drafting. That was a learned trait from elementary school, and the need to be perfect at every single thing I do. I now can see the pattern in head before I start, which I was told would happen.

One of my joys about being a designer, is the art, the sketching, and researching. I just love to draw, and fill in the outfits with either watercolours, patone makers, pencil crayons. That is my favourite stage of creating a collection.I sometimes think I should make paper dolls !

today feels like a good day

New Stuff

2011-01-25T19:32:00.000-08:00

My mind is swirling with new stuff I want to make. Dresses for Spring, with the fun fabric I recently bought? Do I want to continue to make a collections, OR one -of-a-kind 's, I sometimes I think too much about what the next step is....and forget what I am actually doing..making clothes! ha ha.

A sneak peek, of a lil accessory I am doing in the "knot scarf". I made from the scrap fabric from the hoodies. They are starting to be a hit, and I am really exciting to have them available soon on my website www.megankathryn.com

10 DESIGNERS, 2 DAYS, 1 SALE Jan 2011

2011-01-24T21:58:00.000-08:00

It has been awhile...

2011-01-24T21:42:00.000-08:00

I have written anything in about a month. I haven't had much to say, which seems odd.

This month has been tough, really tough.
Every " New" year I have a major review of my life, and I kinda get stuck in the winter blues. So I have been chewing on some Vit D's, and reflecting, and not writing. Today, I felt like I should be writing. I have so much going on in my head, but not sure how to get it out without offending some people.

I have three or four things from my childhood that I can't seem to shake. I don't want to be angry anymore about it, but I am. These are things that always come back to me at this time of year. As I get older, and I a developing as person, I feel like I should be able to deal with them easier. I also have spent some time in counselling, in order to help me with these things, that seem to define me. I learned skills to be able to process confrontation, that being angry is ok, being happy is ok.

Today, I am not happy. I am very disappointed and have made a major decision to end a relationship with someone I love. Not my husband, but my sister. In the last six weeks, we have had 4 major disagreements, all due to miscommunication. I just can't win, and it is heartbreaking, and far beyond exhausting. I had to remove myself, and think, if this was a "friend" I would have to cut them out. The relationship has become toxic, and she does not find me valuable as a sister. So, I though, or have been thinking, do you just keep trying? or do you just stop?

The recent incident, is; she is moving across the country, and was suppose to spend the last night in BC with me, and my husband, and go to the airport in the morning. Well, yesterday she asked "what is for dinner" mentioned something about cheese fondue, that we had at Christmas. I asked if her and my mother could stop at the grocery because it was along the way, and otherwise I will have to take the bus. Wrong thing to ask.
They couldn't because they were moving all day, and were going to be tired. I said ok, I guess, we have to do it after 5. OH YES, we were also talking over BBM. Then I said " don't worry about it, we'll take care of it and pay for it" . Well that made her go into a place I have never been before, " I don't want to be a hassle" , I replied " you aren't" it is not a problem, it's ok. " well maybe I shouldn't come", " if you feel like you don't then don't but we like you to come" , " well you have made me feel like a hassle", this is all happening while I have a client over. It went on for about an hr, and I lost my patience. I say what I mean, and having to explain it in some many forms, gets very aggravating. I spent most of night awake. I couldn't sleep, I was sad, that this has happened . AGAIN.

I woke up today, very beaten up. I beat myself up a bit, I felt like I fell for the bait...again. I msg'd her in the morning, her and mother decided not to come, on account of the misunderstanding. It made me feel very unimportant to her, in the recent month, I have stalled a lot of work, to be a support for her, she is making a big change. I love and care about her. However, it broke my heart, that she just couldn't get over herself, hung on to the misunderstanding as if it was the truth, and choose not see us. I wouldn't pass up the chance. Life is too short to pass up last visits, and good byes. Well, except people that you don't value. It was made pretty clear, that my sister does not value our relationship, or friendship. That is heart breaking. I made the decision that I do not want to do this anymore, therefore I need to end this relationship. It might be a lil hasty? It is what I need to do for myself, I might have regrets, but I am doing what I think is right for myself right now.

Cute Stuff

2010-12-29T14:27:00.000-08:00

Wanna An Awesome Sale?

2010-12-29T13:34:00.000-08:00

If you become a fan of my Facebook page, and receive exclusive deals. I have a SHOP NOW tab. It is awesome, except it only give you the option for a photo, but it is easy shopping, easy check out (pay pal ) All items are 50% to make room for new items.....

I will have have my Spring Hoodie Collection for Men and Women
available for ordering soon. They will be available on my website exclusively.

It's not a big deal

2010-12-29T13:14:00.000-08:00

  " it's not a big deal" I fall for this line. Not fall, I get sucked into this line all the time. No one wants to be a big deal, except Ron Burgundy. When someone says "it's not a big deal", I most always feel the opposite. If you miss someone's birthday, and you call to apologize " it's not a big deal". What makes something a big deal? For instance just recently I received an email from a friend asking if we would like to join them for dinner, in 2 wks time. Friends we had not seen in awhile,(they live in a different city) we rearranged our previous plans and committed to them. I sent an email just find out where we were going to go, and they cancelled. I sent an email saying I was disappointed. Well shit, it was almost like I said we will never see you again. and the words came up " I didn't think it was a big deal" How does the words disappointed turn into "big deal"? Also why do people become so defensive when you explain your disappointment? I feel like I have to explain myself every time someone says " I didn't think it would be a big deal", generally not much is a big deal in my life. My wedding day, my birthday, high school graduation, college graduation, my clothing line. When someone cancels dinner plans, not a big deal, just disappointing.

   My husband does it too, we disagree sometimes. " I didn't think it was a big deal ". My sister does it too, " I didn't think it was a big deal". I have been thinking about this a lot. It has bothered me a bit the last few days.

   I realized why the " big deal" statement irks me. It irks me, because I generally think of others first, and how it may effect them. The " I didn't think it would be statement" is a very selfish statement. Is it really that hard to say, I didn't realize it would disappoint you." "the not a big deal statement " is trying to place some sort weird ownership of the disappointment." I don't think it's a big deal, so that is your problem "

Bloody annoying.

Death of a Hard Drive

2010-12-18T13:55:00.000-08:00

   On Wednesday morning I woke up excited to start my day.I have a few more hoodies to finish and some shipping to do. I then had some free time for the holidays,etc....My usual routine, is turn on my computer, start the coffee...I turned on my computer, and I was going to back up my computer, I have been take so many photo's lately, etc.

   Geez, it is moving slow....and making a ton of noise...ugh..this is annoying. Hmmmm. WTF? what is with the screen? SHIT! My computer will not turn. ANNOYING!I took my computer to the computer Doctor.

   I am told my computer's hard drive has probably gone, it's always the hard drive. Have you back up your files?

It reminded me of the Sex in the City episode, when Carries computer crashes, and Aidan presses Crt-Alt-Del. Oh Aidan!

While this is happening I am frantically BBM ing my hubbie, and he is not responding....WTF, he knows how important and how much I use my TOSHIBA SATELLITE, and I know that Black Berry is attached to his hip. WHY IS HE NOT DROPPING WHAT HE IS DOING AND CONTACTING ME! I am have a fucking crisis! Well, it is because my damn blackberry is being an asshole, and is not working.

   I am keeping fairly calm, there is not much I can do, let go of the control. As I am filling out paperwork, I need to use one of those electronic pads, with the fancy wand thing. It doesn't work either. I found humour in that.However the funny suddenly stopped, when they said it was going to about 3 weeks til I get my computer back. WTF? FML! I can't control that either. Off I went......home.

I was gross and ate a double cheeseburger on the way home, it really was gross. Ok, no it was so good, burgers are my comfort food.

I walked Angus, and was able to reflect. It is so important for me to do that.

Without my computer, I got caught up on other things, such as lame ass housework, organized my desk, and sat down and had a cup of tea, without any interruptions. Maybe my computer needed a break too. Both of us have been working late hours, sleeping less. I realized the other day I am averaging about 4 hrs of sleep, and I am a 8-10 hrs a night type of girl. I sleep til 11 the following morning, from a phone call, from the computer doctor. "your computer is ready for pick up" huh, I thought....I didn't pick it up til 5 that day.....

YSL ~ my first fashion love!

2010-12-15T12:19:00.000-08:00

      I have two favourite designers. There are many designers I really like. You know, I really like Marc Jacobs, makes beautiful clothes, and I really like his story, the whole grunge look, etc. But in MY favourites are Yves Saint Laurent and Alexander McQueen.

     Both Fashion Geniuses, revolutionaries in the fashion industry. Both changed what women wore.

   I was lucky enough, to go see Yves Saint Laurent museum exhibit in Montreal at The Montreal Museum of Fine Arts. It was one the most amazing days of my life. However, it was also one the most uncomfortably warm, sticky hot days.The GPS, took us to a Jail, and then a nature park, etc.

    It was my first time in Montreal. I kept telling my husband I am going to get poutine but it really was just too hot. Everyone told me I had to go to St Catherines St for the shopping. All I can remember about St Catherine St is the tiny man, asking me if I want to see naked ladies and handing me a flyer.

   Back to the Ive Saint Laurent...I remember walking up the stairs and seeing the clothes. All of a sudden I became overwhelmed. All the people also about to embark on a fashion dream. I need to back track a little bit. When I was in school, I had to do a project on YSL.That is where my love affair with man, the brand began. I felt I went on a journey through the years, from the point he started working for Doir, and his designing, July 12, 1998 YSL puts on a 300-model fashion extravaganza at the final match of the World Cup football tournament in the Stade de France. Which I dig because I am a football fan. To be able to see the clothes that were made from each collection, was pretty amazing. I could of spent the entire day there. When I was told I was not allowed to take pictures, and slowed right down so I could mental pictures that could last forever.It was a wonderful journey of a day. To see the work of such an influential designer, really put the idea of design in perspective. My thoughts are often in the past, history. I like to day dream and place myself in great moments of history, or try to place myself in times or travels of people I am so fond of. YSL is one of those people. Sometimes I like to think I was a model in the 50s, or I worked in the studio. I have always loved the "Le Smoking" tuxedo jacket, see-through blouses (1968), peasant blouses, bolero jackets, pantsuits, and smocks. Very Sexy.

I have no conclusion to this post, other than to share one of my first loves. I will talk about my other love Alexander McQueen another day.

Tip Option

2010-12-10T11:37:00.000-08:00

        I live near a deli/bakery. I call it the deliery. The customer service is meh. However the food is yummy and the coffee is good. I used to go there a lot when I worked at the consignment store, it was on the way to work. The cranberry orange muffin is SO yummy. I stopped going there for awhile, because of there grumpy morning staff service. I should make that clear, it's the morning staff. Afternoon, is much better, and the evening staff is pretty damn good.

I have worked in the customer service industry for a long ass time. Let me make that clear. I also am not the greatest recognizing a face, even if I have seen you a couple times a week, when you are ordering coffee. I used to sling coffee for a living. I get it. I get it that sometimes, you are having a bad day and you can't leave it at the door, shit, it coulda happened when you walked in the door.....I get it! The thing that bothers me about this certain place, is they have a tip option on their debit machine. I feel like I have to tip. Sometimes I don't wanna tip. I also get the helpfulness of receiving a tip so I feel unbalanced on the idea of tipping at this place. My sister was a waitress, and she has taught me all about tip etiquette. But there is this one front end staff, that seems to always help me. Help? wrong word. Wait.She waits on me. I don't like her. She is impatient with me, looks at me with a glare. No matter how hard I try or TIP, she is never nice to me.

So, each time I walk into the deliery, I usually order a coffee and a cranberry orange muffin. Well, I try. Generally you have to pull a number, similar to the Seinfeld episode. I walk up to the counter, and I start to feel the panic. She will walk up, ask me what I like. NOW. I learned the hard way, if you order coffee first, it could be possibly all you get. Yes, they will get your coffee, and ring you up and want to send you on your way. I get nervous. I ask for a the cranberry orange muffin. Well shit, it's like I have asked her to birth my first born. Then comes the debit machine. Ia m thinking, I don't want to tip, it wasn't friendly encounter, felt I like I pissed her off... I am thinking I am NOT going to tip her. Ok, I will tip. The muffin and coffee are good, tipping isn't just about the front end staff. But it's a coffee and a muffin. HOW much do you tip for a coffee and a muffin on a debit machine? If I had a quarter, I'd throw the quarter in the tip jar, and that would seem sufficient. But adding a quarter to my total purchase seems cheap. If you go by the adding 15% of the purchase it really would be about fifty cents. ..they look at the receipt with such disappointment.The needy desire to be liked girl in me, can't accept disappointment?! ....

     It just started to become too complicated to me..to much stress..to much thought in a coffee and muffin purchase, it's not like I was buying a new computer. So I quit the deliery. Geez my husband works for a coffee company.I can bake muffins...I can. I won't. I can choose other healthier breakfast options.

    Until recently. Opened the cupboard, and no coffee. What ? Huh? we always have coffee. Damn you! that's right. My husband made coffee all weekend. Grrr. lovely darling hubby, ....Alright, well I have options, off I went to the Deliery. I walked in, and uh oh, there she is.... I thought about walking to the other coffee shop, but they don't have that muffin I have been focused on for the last 10 minutes, AND, it's across the street. So, I take a deep breath, and continue on, there is two girls working right now, looks like a new girl, maybe she will wait on me. A new experience may be on my agenda today.. I pull my number, my number is called, I look up with much anticipation....and shit, grumpy pants will be waiting on me. Stay positive ..I order my muffin first, ( lesson learned), then order my coffee, made sure I said dark...YESSSS fist pump!, I have a quarter! I throw the quarter in the tip jar. Look to see if she has heard the clang of the quarter, DAMN, she hasn't. Now what?   I went to pay with a five dollar bill I had in my pocket from the night before. Hand goes in pocket, not there! now I check my other pocket ..not there....Where is that five dollar bill? Shit Shit, feeling stressed, it must be in my other jacket.I don't wanna use the debit machine... I use debit.

      Purchase $4.39 OK? OK.

      TIP? < insert pause> I look up, she looks impatient. I feel the sweat .... make a choice, you already tipped a quarter, who cares if she doesn't know...you don't owe her anything...press NO! press NO!

     TIP? OK .

     TIP AMOUNT?

      ......$1.00....

Ahhhh The Universe

2010-12-09T14:06:00.000-08:00

     It has been a couple days since I wrote. So many topics that I want to talk about. Sometimes I want to focus on my daily life. I think I will make a commitment, and let everyone know about my day. What it is really like to be me, the fashion designer. How narcissistic! I however enjoy writing, and I think it is helping with my anxiety from over thinking. My day to day life as a Fashion Designer is not that exciting, the last two days I have been sewing hoodies, and arguing with my pets. I have lovely pets, very lovely pets, but I they are needy. My two cats are over the age of 10, and need a little bit of special care. My handsome and HILarious dog, but is very needy, likes to me right beside me. I wondering why he is so needy?

   Some cool things have been happening. I have always believed in the power of positive thinking. I just rarely recognized my negative thoughts. I am also incredibly cheeky, and sarcastic and enjoy a good rant.Is that negative thinking? I also have had some shit times, trusted the wrong people, etc. but haven't we all?

    Anyways, and some may laugh, after reading my next sentence especially if you are familiar with Russell Brand. Anyways after reading Russell Brand's Booky Wook, it inspired me to change the way I look at my life. What do I want? How do I want to get it?

     Well, the first thing I wanted to change was my part time job. I don't want to work at the Maternity Store. But if I quit, how will people look at me.? There has been certain people who have judged and criticized me so harshly, that they follow me with every decision I make. I call them " the people". So, I had to figure out who these " people" were first, otherwise, I would quit this job, and then feel and live with guilt.

   After a long walk on the beach with my dog...just kidding. It really was just day of thinking, and reflection. Some list making. etc..........that I figured out who "the people" were.

     Well, I figured out who "the people" were. I was one of them. I always thought I believed in myself. But I lost it somewhere.Step One. Recognizing who "the People" were. My Step Two was allowing myself to rid the negative feelings I had towards myself. The Step Three, was to allow myself to rid and NOT validate the criticism I have received in the past year. I have to live with myself, they don't.

       It has been the most liberating experience in my life thus far! I feel giddy, light, free. I quit that job, and invested $80.00 in myself.

   That was 3 wks ago. I gave myself 6 weeks to sell 1 hoodie. That included getting the samples done, sewing, pictures, etc. Well 3 wks in I have sold more than 1. I can get used to believing in myself. I know recognize when I am having a negative thought towards myself. That is a cool feeling.

   I write a new list everyday. I also starting asking the universe out loud for things. I have done this before, but now I changed the way I asked. I am a big picture person. I never understood that, or ever knew what that meant when I was told that. Well, not until my new revaluations. Since then I have started to think and ask, in small more focused pictures. I totally dig it too! I still see the big picture, that is what I am ultimately trying to achieve. I have asked the universe for some things lately, and it's giving back in ways I did not expect. It's a very exciting time in my life, and I am stoked about it, where I used to have fear. FEAR NO MORE!!!

Work Hard for the....

2010-12-06T17:04:00.000-08:00

            I am pretty pleased with the feedback, from my blog, and my new hoodies. I have a renewed faith in the power in positive thinking. I had been working for a few clothing stores in 2010. It was really hard to work for other people, after having worked for myself. I really enjoyed the freedom of my own schedule.

    I had to take a break from designing, and focusing on myself, as I have explained in previous posts.I also had to make some money so this girl could eat. So I decided to work for someone else.

   I am my MOST happiest when working for myself. However, it is scary to not have that bi-weekly pay chq. But that bi-weekly pay chq may not always been worth the hassle. That was the year I had this year. I have pulled the positives out these experiences   it was difficult, but I did it.

          It all started in April 2010. Oops, ha ha. I started to write a song about this experience by the tune of "Paul Revere " ~ Beastie Boys on my dog walk last week.
" I have a lil story I gots to tell, about this job that didn't end well"
" It started way back in April 2010....." and that is about as far as I got, not that uh...creative, but I giggled.

        I like to giggle. I have recently started to do the Ernie giggle, when being a "punk" ( a word my husband calls me when I do silly lil things that he loves and hates ). I have not idea why I have started this. I do that sometimes, such as when I started speaking with an east coast accent. I am not sure how long it had been going on. Ha ha, I clearly remember when my husband, stopped and looked at me, and said, WHY ARE YOU SPEAKING IN THAT ACCENT? ...meh...hadn't even noticed.

   Anyways, my last job was less than thrilling. The job before that, I am still therapy because of. <joke> I have been struggling with filing a report to the labour relations, because the mental stress this business owner had caused. It was the worst job I have ever worked. It all started when received an email to come in for an interview, on a Sunday afternoon. I was moving my belongings into a storage unit in Vancouver, we had to be out by the end of that day.My apartment was in Squamish. So we packed up the Van, cleaned the carpets, clean, cleaned CLEANED . Showered and drove into in Vancouver for the interview and then unload van into the storage unit. I had no expectations from this interview, but I needed this job. I needed to make some money, and more than anything else, I need to do something. I was feeling pretty low, after the last couple months.

It was a sunny day, I met this woman for my interview at the local coffee shop, a few blocks down from her shop. She was late, when she arrived we had a ok, awkward chat. I had mixed feelings. Lesson learned. Trust your mixed feelings. Needless to say I got the job.

My first, day the owner and the girl opening were late. More mixed feelings. TRUST those feelings. My first day was stupid. I quickly realized this store is not organized. I quickly realized that this consignment store has no respect for the consignors. BUT, I can make it work.

Long story short.not that short tho

       The entire store was lacking support, and respect. I was then offered the manager position. BIG MISTAKE, I accepted it. But it was a little bit more money. I then learned there was no business plan. WHAT? so then I was asked for help with that because I have done one before. hmmmmm. then it was something else, and then something else....

             I had seen this women verbally attack other employees, consignors, etc. The first time it happened to me, I cried. Damn right I did. She was mean. and it didn't stop from there. I felt like I was in a Degrassi Episode. I once came into work straight from a 6:30 am ferry and I had a head cold.When I got to work, she was there, gave me shit for being sick. OK fair enough. She then took one look at my trouser style jeans, and went on this 20 minute rank about how I look like I "rolled out of bed". That I didn't look professional, etc., she just kept beating me up verbally picking on me how I look, etc . I just ended up leaving. This woman is not mentally ok, she is a bully. A week later, she began requesting my work experience. I thought she must have my resume? She wasn't happy with just that. She wanted all my past jobs for the last 10 yrs. in point detail and all my references. This seemed silly. The store was doing well, I had organized it, brought up employee morale, etc. I thought I was doing a good job. The stories of my work day became ALL I talked about, it was starting to consume my life. I had nightmares, I was scared to go to work, she chased me one day around the store yelling at me.it was always something ...I finally decided to quit. I gave a month notice, because I didn't want to just leave. I had invested so much time into the store. thinking about it. Promoting it. etc.
        However, I began getting sick every day before work, shaking, etc. STRESSED.

      I ended up not going back after the first week, that I had given my initial notice. She took my wage down on my last chq. Sent me nasty emails, said the other girls I worked with hated me, etc. I had to block my email.

       I didn't relaize how seven months of abuse from a person who is practically a stranger, would have on me. I cried, a lot. It wasn't because I was sad, it was because I had this wall built up to protect me, and it crumbling down. A few of my friends who knew what was going on, had heard enough about it, I didn't want to bore them with more. So I just kept it in. It wasn't til the end of Oct, I had received a 2 month contract job for the Christmas season. I had got in the showered, to get ready for my new job and just could not stop crying. I became paralyzed with fear, etc, etc. I knew I was having a panic attack. I felt weak.

     That panic attack, is what got me in motion. Follow the dream, do what makes you happy. Listen to myself. Not the nagging words from others " you need a job" I can create a job. I have before, the last summer I lived on Salt Spring, I moonlight a handy women..ha ha I was paid $25.00 per hr, and made my own hours. It was awesome!

   Sometimes I think I may be a selfish person for following my dreams. I just want to make a living creating. I have fun doing it, it feels good. Some days are long, 14 - 16 hrs days. Some days are incredibly hard, second, guessing yourself, will people buy this. THE CRITICISM . ugh. I stay positive. I want to create an awesome product that people enjoy wearing. I also work at not taking myself too seriously. I love all things silly, and child like. I am dreamer, and love to play pretend. I am working everyday at this new path. It is so fun, and exciting! Scary. But feels right.

I suggest following that path, scary or not. Trust your guts......

Sunday Funday

2010-12-05T10:29:00.000-08:00

I like Sundays. I usually get the day off from being a wife. It is my free day. My husband wakes up early, makes the coffee, takes Angus out for his morning bathroom break. I get to have cuddles with my cat Ferris ( he sleeps in my left side tucked in my arm pit) and our other cat Cringer sleeps in the lower part of the wardrobe.

The other highlight is taking Angus to the Spanish Banks dog park. He loves it there.I love watching him interact with other dogs. The ladies love him, and we get to see him in his element. He is very social. He is amazing with people, so gentle with kids, seniors, people with special needs.I really like my dog, and hope to add one more to my pack soon. I would like a female, my home is filled with boyz...eeeewww. I spent last night looking for possible adoptions. I am not sure if we will get a new adoption. We'll see.

Today, I am going to sewing some more Hoodies. I now have chosen the 4 main hoodies that will be stocked the colours. I will fulfill requests. I also will have zip ups soon too!I am excited to have a photo shoot, and get them on my site. It has been hard to balance it all. I am having a hard time with people who are requesting, or reserving hoodies, and then "forgetting" or just not responding to follow up emails about paying. BUT these are things that go with the territory. Also guesstimating the shipping. I am getting a printer this week, and a scale. It will make shipping much easier and time saving.

BooB Tube

2010-12-03T11:17:00.000-08:00

Boob Tube
Telly
TV
Idiot Box
Personal Babysitter
Thought Vacuum

The Television. Ahhhhh. I am not ashamed of the amount of Television I watch. I watch everything from the Millionaire matchmaker to Mad Men to Jersey Shore. " T-shirt time!!!!! " We upgraded to a DVR this year, it feels like we have gone big time. Ha Ha. I mean we are taking our TV SHOWS very serious in the Bennett household. We have movies on our DVR that since August that we have yet to watch. I think about it sometimes when I get a warning that there is only 20% left for taping. I suddenly feels this pressure, I must watch then delete. What if I don't have enough space for the next episode of Real Housewives of New York, the preview for the next episode looks like things are going to get over dramatic? EVERY episode is over dramatic. But what will happen if I miss it, and they talk about it on THE VIEW...I will have no idea what they are talking about..ugh...I will be SO confused. I could Google the episode? but then that require reading, and I wouldn't get the REAL ality of it, it would be just words. No caddy looks, sighs, throwing of things. BITCH would just a words, no REAL emotion of the word.

    Okay.I really don't take my TV watching that serious. One time many years ago, I was time fairly offended when I had a friend living in my house for free with her kid, say to me. "Megan, your eyes are going to turn into squares with all the TV you watch" the next day I took the TV and set it up in my bedroom. I seriously don't take my TV that serious. However, I take World Cup games pretty serious.We DVR'd all those games. Pretty awesome Spain won. Fist pump!!! Sorry Babe! I can miss premiership games.My life long Liverpool Fan that lives in my house, can miss games[ he choose sleep over DVRing the game yesterday] he doesn't really like to, but it happens and he survives.

   There are three shows that if I miss I am very disappointed......because they make me SO FRIGIN HAPPY. The first is " How I met your mother" this show makes me laugh so much. It is silly, and just fun. Every episode I end up seeing I shout to husband, yes shout, " THIS IS MY FAVOURITE ONE" or " THIS IS THE BEST ONE YET!" however, my TOP 3
                                         THE LIMO-
( just thinking about it makes me giggle) so SILLY!!!
Synopsis ( I like that word, I wish it ment something different that it did, so I could use it more often in a sentence) ex. GOOD SYNOPSIS, instead of GOOD MORNING!

~ It's New Year's Eve 2005 and Ted spends a large portion of his Christmas bonus for a limo for he and the gang. In addition, he has outlined a plan how they will ring in the New Year. Unfortunately, things don't always go as planned.~

Oh the calamities that ensue ! also some kick ass Bon Jovi tunes!

THE SLAP BET
The gang discovers that Robin's been hiding a huge secret, but they have no idea what it is. Marshall thinks she is married, and Barney thinks she was a porn star.

   SPOILER ALERT
The guys shatter Ted's impressions of his new girlfriend by telling him she talks too much. Ted responds by turning the tables on his friends, and they react by pointing out Ted's worst flaw.

OK one more....

                                   SLAPSGIVING

Marshall warns Barney that the third slap in their "slap bet" will be coming on Thanksgiving night. Meanwhile, Ted and Robin sleep together on the night before Thanksgiving.

If you have not watched, and you like silliness, and drinking at a pub...you really should watch.

The other show I do not like to miss is GLEE. Ah geez, I can not say enough good things about this show. Every single episode I cry. I cry tears of joy.So joyful that creator Ryan Murphy brought this show into the world. It is worth watching. It is creative, and so funny. Last episode, when they sang " I had the time of my Life" I became a blubbering mess. My husband used ask, " hey, what's going on?" , and I would choke through my tears, " nothing , I am just SO happy". I describe it as my Tuesday night bear hug. I am not sure why I cry, or if anyone else cries? I think it's kinda funny, I am not a huge crier when it comes to TV shows. ummmm. Actually as I write that, I have this vision of my husband looking at me with disapproval because I am lying. I cry at those damn hallmark commercials, anyone of those reality shows when they get to see their families after 23 days in the jungle, and who hasn't cried while watching an episode of Grey's Anatomy. Anyways, Whoo GLEE!
                                                               and finally

THE ELLEN DEGENERES SHOW

   I love love love this show, and YES it's on my DVR. I think everyone who loves this show, claims to be it's biggest fan. It is again clever, SO SILLY, SO FUN, SO GENEROUS. I want to go to a taping SO bad just to be in that atmosphere! I tell my husband if you are having a bad day,come home and watch an episode, by the end, you will forget your worries. It's like an anti depressant. It's better than an after work beer. Combine the two, you have magic. I do enjoy her guests, they always look like they are having a good time. Who doesn't love Tony? the Andy's ?Jeannie?Twits and Ask?What is wrong with these photo's photo's? the giveaways? the games- Lap it Up?Funglish?KNOW OR GO ?(by far the best) and lately Sexy Santa's musical chairs? COME ON! I dare you to say you don't love any those!!! I also love her promoting silly infomerical products, like the "shake weight", and you tube videos. I usually end up sending my husband a you tube link via skype during his work day .

So, what is my point? I don't really have one. I like the Boob Tube, and Boobs are pretty cool too!

Happy Friday

Megan Kathryn Clothing

2010-12-02T10:23:00.000-08:00

A few new items and a few from previous collections! Check out Etsy or www.megankathryn.com for sale items. pssst some sale items are only $20.00!

HyPo ~ Who ???wha???

2010-12-01T12:38:00.000-08:00

         I have hypothyroidism. I was diagnosed March of 2009. Does everyone know what Hypothyroidism is? I sure didn't. In February 2009 my Mom suffered from a heart attack. It was something I don't think any of us expected. She just had her 50th birthday. I didn't think she fit the profile, well, I learned there really isn't a profile. Her cardiologist, explained to us this it could just be genetics and we should have some blood work done. Awww, what the crap? He also explained that heart disease is the number 1 killer in women. Awwww what the crap? At this point I was already suffering from stoopid Sciatica. I could barely walk. I was in so much pain sitting in that hospital room. The Cardio ward was a surreal experience. We also got to watch a video, and was given a package to read about heart disease. I sometimes think about it and wished I had been a better sister and daughter. I took the ferry from Salt Spring to Victoria that morning went to the hospital, I was in such a state, I didn't bring a set of clothes to stay over, wore flip flops ( in Feb). I think I wore pajama pants and no bra, mascara on one eye. We had stayed for awhile, but mom was in and out sleep after her procedure so we left her to sleep. I recall going back to my sister's apartment, and us just sitting there, lots of silence. I can't tell you what she was thinking, but I was losing it Stuff like WHAT the FUCK? Now what? What happens next? Will she be ok? Later that day, my sister drove me to the ferry and I went back to Salt Spring. My mental and physical state didn't know how to deal with it. I am thankful that my sister has an amazing amount strength, she doesn't suffer from the wishy washy set of emotions that I do. She has a more " get er done"attitude.

         I did not hesitate to see my physician, and I had no expectations. I was given a requisition form, (there was so many check marks on that form). I have had blood work done before, BUT I had never seen so many check marks. I also was going to get an ultra sound on my kidneys, the genetics from my father's side is polysistic kidney disease.I passed that test.

       I went on a Friday morning, first thing because I had to fast. You have to fast when they test your cholesterol . After they punctured my arm with their weapons, took my blood put that lil cotton ball on the wound, they told me I should expect to hear from my doctor Monday or Tuesday [tests had to go to Victoria] I was living on Salt Spring Island at the time. As I said no expectations. SO I was a little surprised when I got a phone call Saturday morning, from my doctor, " Megan, you have hypothyroidism." " huh?" " hypo...who?...wha?" [ I didn't at first I didn't even know who is was, because he used his first name ] I figured it was something about my clothing line. It was like my thought process was a sentence behind what he was saying,( you know when someone leaves there phone number on a answer machine, and says it so fast you have to listen to it 15 times) . He explained to me, the lab in Victoria were so concerned with my low T4 and T3 that they called him at home the evening before, WHO IS THIS???? blah blah, he had called the pharmacist and I have a prescription to pick up. blah blah and to see him Monday "wha?????" I was dumbfounded, speechless. It wasn't until I got off the phone, looked at the caller ID and saw my Dr. name and number. All this immediate information meant nothing to me. SO I did what anyone with a computer would do...I Googled hypothyroidism.

What is hypothyroidism ? The name reminds me of Hippopotamus's which is ironic because one the symptoms is weight gain. Anyways what is it? IT IS...

Hypothyroidism is a condition in which there is too little thyroid hormone in the bloodstream. The thyroid gland, which produces the thyroid hormones, is said to be "underactive," because it produces too little thyroid hormone needed for the body to function normally. HUH? I need to know more.

What is the thyroid gland?

The thyroid gland is a small, butterfly-shaped gland that lies just under the Adam's apple in the neck. There are two lobes to the gland, and they lie just in front and at either side of the windpipe (trachea). The thyroid is part of the body's endocrine system, which consists of glands that secrete hormones into the bloodstream.

The thyroid gland secretes thyroid hormones, which control the speed at which the body's chemical functions proceed (metabolism). To produce thyroid hormones, the thyroid gland needs iodine, an element contained in many foods. The thyroid gland also produces a hormone, called calcitonin, which may be involved in the metabolism of bones.

So, I started learning, and feeling a bit more at ease. I looked at what the symptoms were:

Fatigue
Weakness
Weight gain or increased difficulty losing weight
Coarse, dry hair
Dry, rough pale skin
Hair loss
Cold intolerance (you can't tolerate cold temperatures like those around you)
Muscle cramps and frequent muscle aches
Constipation
Depression
Irritability
Memory loss
Abnormal menstrual cycles
Decreased libido

        All of that sounded familiar. I started reading more, and more, and more. I read so many blogs from other people suffering from this disease. I read about activists, seminars, on how to live being hypothyroid. The amount of work the thyroid does, really blew my mind. I learned how to have a healthy working thyroid is an integral part of being human.

       Everything sounded familiar, it felt good, it felt real good. My main symptoms,were hair loss, memory loss, depression, and anxiety.

      Something changed inside me, about 8 yrs ago., like the happy switch was turned off. It was weird, I was fit, in love, had a great job. Life was good! Except I had some major shifts in my life personally. A few people I loved and trusted with my life, betrayed me.That can fuck a person up.I am a give the" benefit of the doubt", I can't control others, but it was the lies. I hate lies.I can handle the truth, I can't handle being lied too. Lies will forever change a relationship, no matter how much work you put into it. I had moved on, and forgave. I however just couldn't shake this unhappy feeling, sorta blah and it wasn't I was unhappy all the time I was just sort of blah, ho hum, didn't give a shit about much. I started gaining weight, that was making me very unhappy too. I had this dark cloud that followed me, with rain every so often. I tried to be myself, I tried to be this girl that I really liked. She was fun, liked to laugh, etc but I wasn't shining through. I could feel people judging me, the phone calls from my friends stopped, and I lost my job.It was affecting my relationship. I had gone from this fun loving independent woman, to a needy overweight miserable very lonely woman. I didn't even like myself. My whole world was just spiraling downward. I started to lose the ability to hold thoughts in my head. I would remain quiet, which was usually mistaken for bitchiness. I started to gain weight more weight, 50 fucking pounds.I was still exercising, and now more. Exercise makes you healthy, a healthy brain, healthy weight. The judgment was increasing, I was judging myself. I had lost my friends. I was so lonely, depression was getting deeper, then I started to develop ANXIETY. That is my demon. Now I was over weight, depressed, anxious.I noticed people would speak to me in this slow manner of, like I did not understand the language they were speaking. I never understood that, it had never happened to me before. I wanted to scream, I am fat, but I speak English it was like they thought I was stoopid. People also liked to talk to me about food, how I could eat better. I was a vegetarian, I understand what eating healthy is. I also had a "friends" daughter say " My Daddy says you are crazy, and have emotional problems" that really hurt. I just started to withdraw, and the judgment continued, I could not stop judging myself. I was tested for hypothyroid a few times in that eight yrs. I had gone to my physician through out those years, discussing my weight-you should exercise more. I was going to the gym everyday for 2 hrs , was I doing it wrong? I ate well, and less. I would do gratification exercises, I went to counseling. I really liked counseling. I learned a lot. I let go of a lot. I got skills. Some people would tell me you need to change your attitude, I was trying- I will try harder. I was becoming bitter, frustrated and just didn't want to deal with anymore judgment.I wanted so badly to be the adventurous, fun loving, independent woman I once was. I wanted to stop defending this woman I had become.

      I learned a lot about people in those eight years. I learned a lot about how to treat people. I learned what judging a person really meant .I learned how judging myself was more damaging to my mental health. I learned that the way people see me, really does effect me, even when they have it all wrong. I learned that some of the people in my life though they had me all figured out, but they couldn't be further from the truth.

    When I picked up my prescription, the pharmacist said, " in about a month, you are going to" ( pauses) and looks around, whispers, "you are to going have a what the fuck feeling." Well then...okay...bring it on.

     I am not sure when I got the "what the fuck feeling" at but some point the rain stopped, and cloud had stopped following me. I could finish a conversation. I was laughing. There was joy in my voice. I wasn't sleeping for hours and hours. I could actually get up and go a whole day, without having to stop. My hair stopped falling out. I could feel love inside me again.My own judgment stop. I felt free. I started losing weight.I was warm.

    I know, my husband had a hard time adjusting. He was happy, very happy about the changes. He was living with a new woman. The woman he had met eight years ago. My thought patterns changed, I did things differently. The heaviness was gone. It caused disagreements, and confusion. It wasn't just my husband who was affected by the change. I was too. Why don't I care about the things that seemed so very important before. What is this everything is going to be okay feeling ? Ha Ha..... that is when I went to Squamish, to live by myself, with the support of my husband. I needed to have some space, space to get to know me again, without any distractions.I am so grateful that all the on goings of the last eight years were because of this disease. That it is manageable.

    A lot of things happened in those eight years.They are in the past now, and can not be changed. I work everyday to be the best person I can be, and I try to surround myself with like minded people. I left myself in extreme loneliness and had no one to lean on. I realized I don't have many friends, and by friends, I mean someone you can call at anytime, someone who supports your whack a do thoughts. I think that has a lot to do with my lack of interest in the ones I had when I was sick. Things I can't change, but are linked to my hypothyroidism. I enjoy my life very much now, I have to take a tiny lil pill everyday now, which is affordable ( thank goodness), take blood test every four to six months for the rest of my life, which ain't that bad. I still have ups and downs, I am not on a constant high...But those ups and downs are much more manageable. I still have bouts of anxiety, it really is a demon, again it is much more manageable. I am not losing my mind when my husband is 10 minutes late.

Wowsers. well there you go, a step much deeper into the closet....

I DISLIKE cutting fabric

2010-11-30T14:15:00.000-08:00

I really dunno what it is about cutting fabric I don't like? It feels like a chore, like folding laundry. I hate folding laundry, it make me SO ANGRY! Well it doesn't make me that angry, it just feels like a chore. Today I am cutting out fabric for my hoodElicious line. I am writing right now to procrastinate it. I dream of the day I have a studio and have an intern to cut my fabric. It is also loud around my apartment, they are removing carpet up above me, and hauling loads of old carpet down the stairs, and constantly slamming the back door. The kitties and Angus are a little frightened by the noise. me? just annoyed! I am very sensitive to sound, that is one thing that makes my blood boil, I breathe, go to my safe spot, swear. I have the tendency to shout " GeezUs what the hell? are you frigin serious? Who is making all that noise???...five minutes later I calm down. I have tried the nice approach, and, try asking the sound makers to quiet down. Maybe they don't know the sub woofer on the surround sound is on, maybe they don't realize slamming a door is loud, but 9 out of 10 times it is not well received. My husband always asks, "were you nice about it ? " [I always have visions of what I really want to do, I am usually animated and more swearing is involved with a baseball bat destroying their noise makers] But I am a nice person, and treat people with respect, so I reply " yes" because I was.

Anyways, today I am cutting out stoopid fabric, to make fabulous hoodies.

Good Morning Monday

2010-11-29T09:14:00.000-08:00

I missed writing yesterday. I spent the day organizing my website. I have overstock from my 2009 collection. Everything is marked down to $20.00! www.megankathryn.com I live in a small apartment, that is already busting at the seams for space. I spent a lonely, lack of a social life Saturday night a few weeks ago re arranging our living space. It works so much better, AND I now have a work space. My goal is to have a studio within the next year. Sometimes it is hard to work from home. It is easy to be distracted my chores, TV, pets, the internet. One of my[insert sarcasm] favourite's me working from home is " so how does it feel not to be working" WTF?

Today I am working. The hoodies are selling well, and I have to prepare and fulfill orders. I also have some dress patterns to do. Photo's to work on. Look for models, I need a few models...anyone out there. email me ????? and shipping.

I am also feeling kinda grumpee....I guess I have a case of the Mondays...and now I have the Boomtown Rats in my head ...I'll get over it. Hope everyone has a kick ass Monday!!!

This is the grumpee I am feeling!

Addiction

2010-11-27T14:51:00.000-08:00

I have a serious addiction to..... magazines. When I moved from Squamish to Vancouver, I started to pack my magazines; my husband, had a disapproving look on his face. " what's with the face", I asked, he replied " those magazine boxes are SO heavy, and do you really need them?" The first thought was " YES!" ...Second thought was.." how could he?" ...and then more rationally, " No, not all of them" but there are a number of them that are must haves. I had every issue of American Vogue from 2004-2010, British/Australian Vogue, Harper's Bazaar, Nylon, some Japanese and Chinese magazines, W, a slew Canadian Fashion Magazines and the list continued.After much debate, and the rational thinking of a dear a friend. I decided to keep the March and September of Vogue, and a few other ones. I ended up recycling 5 boxes of magazines. It felt good to dispose of them, mainly because it allowed me to stock up on more.

This addiction started at young age, maybe 12ish. probably younger. I collected Tiger Beat and Bop, it was the only way to plaster, or I should say poster my room with the likes of New Kids on the Block, Corey Feldman (giggle) and Jon Bon Jovi ( my first love). Now thinking about it, it was really my love for Archie Comics, that started this addiction. I spent my weekly allowance on the latest digest, my favourite one was double digest.

My first magazine subscription was to YM magazine. I loved receiving a new magazine every month. Reading about supermodels; I remember this 4 page spread of new model Tyra Banks, I remember it so clearly; mainly because I thought her forehead was so big. It was 1990, the beginnings of the supermodel, so pgs had Christy Turlington, Claudia Schiffer, Linda Evangelista, and of course all the other greats. Do you remember that George Michael "Too Funky" video, with them walking down the runway? The motorcycle corest? geez, brain overload...wearing Theirry Mugler! J'dore! Tyra looks pretty hawt in the video too! The motorcycle corest? geez, brain overload. I wish I still had those magazine to reference to now. It would similar to reading an old journal.

I upgraded to Sassy. Geez, I loved that magazine. I can clearly see this magazine cover that had Kurt Cobain and his then not famous girlfriend Courtney Love, Kurt was wearing a purple sweater that I thought was really feminine. I loved reading the stories from other/about teenagers, and stories I could relate to. Seventeen magazine was too much about make up, eating a cup popcorn (plain), dieting, eat less chocolate , zits and what boys like. I didn't relate to that. I could relate to things like parents divorcing, being bullied, and how to style thrift shop clothes. Today, I read O magazine, for things to relate to, I am attracted to the cover, " how to live your best life" "how to get your best job", HELL YES! tell me how to get that!!!!!! Magazines I read to escape, I like People, In touch, and my favourite articles are the ones are "Celebrities are like us" too funny " Oh my, they walk thier dogs? and grocery shop? shit...... geez. I generally buy those ones when traveling, an easy read, light (weight and content), and I pass them on to the next traveller. I also have my subscriptions to Fashion Magazines.

Another aspect about Magazines that I love, when I was a child and got sick, my momma would buy me tissues, vicks throat drops, and magazines. I haven't lived with mom for years, being married and all. About 8 years ago, I had back to back illnesses ( fifth disease) (I also should add that fifth disease is a child's disease and I got at 25 yrs old, they tested me for everything from mono to hypothyroid) and (norwalk), I called my momma, and I was just so sad, so done with being ill. She told me she was going to came over and she surprised with gingerale and magazines. Ahh, just thinking about that warmed my heart.

Today, I recycled another 10 magazines. I have learned to pass them on and let others enjoy. I am learning to be okay with it all. I could never go cold turkey on my magazine addiction, and not purchases another magazine, that would be INSANE.

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2010-11-25T18:47:00.000-08:00

I think I have mentioned my husband...a good fella he is. Today was dedicated to him. He doesn't fuss much, never really says much either. He doesn't need a lot to make him happy. Food, Sports, and a his lazy boy with his dog by his side.

Today, we woke up at 7:30 to a blanket of snow, and a sick dog. Well, I woke up at 7:30. My husband had woken up earlier, to let the Angus out. He did this a few times...Angus is our Yorkie mixed breed dog. He is adorable and much loved. He gets sick every once in while, usually from eating the cat food...

I have to let you know, today was meant to be a sewing day, full of constructing garments, getting orders filled.

I decided the best thing to so was take the dog out for a walk, and my husband had also decided to take the bus to work.We walked him to the bus stop, and continued on...we had made about 30 ft, before the dog realized we were missing someone. Angus is very stubborn, if he doesn't want to do something, he won't, I have dragged him blocks just to get places..he is also a bit of herder.. he dragged me back to the bus stop to do his job. My husband decided to walk back towards our apartment, there is another bus stop closer....As we went along our way, said our "love you's" and 'good byes" I noticed he wasn't wearing his usual gear. Got home, and shit....we needed to do laundry..he is gonna be cold today, no armour or thermals .I started the laundry...only after I got the pukee puppy settled...I got the laundry started, organized my emails/facebook/twitter, followed up on items..made phone calls..put the dishes away...change the laundry over..breakfast...showered...went to the grocery to get food for dinner.lunch..dog walk # 2....change laundry over....prep dinner.....cut some fabric ( ya work), fold laundry, argue with the cat because he doesn't want to move off the clean clothes...change laundry over...fold laundry.......dog walk number # 3...make the salad to go with dinner..... Now at 7:19pm Pacific time...I am sitting sipping some swirl Grey tea, and chewing on some oatmeal cookies...about 12 hrs after I woke up I am starting my work day. It is time consuming managing a home. I however love being able to provide warm meals for my husband because it makes him so happy, and full. He works so hard for the life we have, I figure the least I can do is make him is favourite meal, and have clean socks. Tomorrow is another day, and more work can be done...

Crock Pot Lasagna and Caesar salad

Inspiration

2010-11-24T18:33:00.000-08:00

I have succeeded. The fabric sourcing for a Chocolate Brown Jogging or Sweatshirt fleece has come to an end.
I did not anticipate it to be so difficult. I generally don't struggle to find what I am looking for, when it comes to fabric. However, fabric sourcing can be difficult. It can also make or break a collection. There are companies that make big dollars in fabric sourcing, and forecasting. I don't know a tremendous amount about that side of the fashion industry. I do know that there are Fabric Shows, similar to Home Shows, or MAGIC ( and no, not a magic show) . [The MAGIC Marketplace is the preeminent trade event in the international fashion industry, hosting global buyers and sellers of men’s, women’s and children’s apparel, footwear, accessories and sourcing resources.]

It is one of my goals to go there, and sell my collection.

One of the Fabric Shows that was always discussed in Fashion School is Premiere Vision Paris Le Salon . I imagine it to be a very overwhelming event. Say for instance, if i go into a large fabric store, I get anxious and want to buy, buy, buy, lose focus, and leave feeling like I have missed something. And actually it doesn't have to be large.

Some designers, are inspired by fabric, I am not. I am often inspired by a feeling, like LOVE or ANGER , or a change of season ; transition from summer to fall is a nice one. Music... I love a Fleetwood Mac song, (Buckingham and Nicks era) it brings out this inner free spirit, that I tend to keep locked up. It has me sketching or singing at the top of lungs. Not sure why I keep her locked up. Actually I do know why, but I am not ready to share that yet.

I am also inspired by era's, like the 70s, j'adore! and who doesn't love the 60s? Movies are good too. I have been watching Boardwalk Empire on HBO, about the prohibition during the 20s. That has been very inspiring, I love to watch YOUTUBE video of the Charleston and Flapper Girls. I think I would of been a Flapper Girl, I can rock a bob. Flappers were seen as brash for wearing excessive makeup, drinking, treating sex in a casual manner, smoking, driving automobiles and otherwise flouting social and sexual norms.^[1]

Ha Ha.YUP.Totally...

Tomorrow morning I will have a cup of coffee and sew up some hood ee licious 's or is it "es" ? Not very Flapper - esque is it ?....stay tuned.

A moment inside my thoughts

2010-11-24T09:16:00.000-08:00

So many thoughts going on in head today. A few things right now.......

( what should we have for dinner?)

I should be thinking.........................................................................................

.......... What am I going to have for breakfast?............................................................ ........................................................................................................................................................................
.................................................NEED TO BUY TOILET PAPER ..............................................................

..........Dog walking...............Oh that Regis, is so funny..and old...he forgets words....Kelly is skinny...I love Elton John...................................................................................................My cat snores loud................................................................................Should I have a shower? ....yes..I should...ooo that is shiny paper..buzz buzz goes my blackberry. I should write songs......is there really a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow..I want to go to Ireland...I like pie....maybe I should make a pie.......................end of thought stream.

This is not an unusual way of thinking for moi. Not much profound comes out of this way of thinking, however we will probably have pie for dinner.

Alright, ENOUGH of that nonsense.... TODAY...I am going to ANOTHER fabric store...I found some great jersey yesterday, for some upcoming dresses I am making... and a mocha colour jogging fleece, but I can not find the chocolate brown, and sage. I think it would have been a bit easier than this to find the colours in Vancouver.. I can see the colours, and see the hoodies in my head...So wish me luck! I am also sure my customers would be happy if I found them sooner than later....

BRRRRRRR....

2010-11-23T09:31:00.000-08:00

Today, at this very moment 9:38 am pacific time it is -8. I can't remember the last time it was THIS cold.

Living in Canada, I know it gets cold but it rarely drops to this temperature in Vancouver. I have family and friends that live in other areas of Canada and live in this temperature , or even colder every winter. NO THANKS. However, my father who lives in Southern Ontario boasted via Black Berry Messenger, it was +13, and we have their weather. Well Ontario...you can have it back. We live in Vancouver for a reason...we can't handle, nor want to handle this type of COLD.

My apartment is freezing, the heat is on,.I even had to turn on the oven ( DON'T TELL ANYONE) I DO care about wasting energy, so while the oven was on I went back to bed .

My pets were so cold while sleeping they stole my body heat. One under eat arm pit, not a place they would adventure to unless they're cold ; what's up with that ? they're covered in fur. OR maybe they were sooo concerned with my well being they were trying to keep me warm. Whatever the reason. TOOTally Okey Dokey Smokey with it , I dig the cuddles.

So my goals today : find the requested colours for the hoodies. I need to find Sage, Black, and Chocolate Brown. I will go to my fabric store "clutch" that has disappointed me lately, maybe they have something new. I will also go to a new place that is closing down. I have read the reviews that they provide cranky customer service *shocking* I have never been to a fabric store where the customer service is glorious.

The temp at risen to -6.I think little Angus can now handle the cold, with his fabulous red hoodie. SO it's now DOG WALKING TIME...it's similar to T-SHIRT TIME!!!!.
If I leave the house before walking him, he looks like I have betrayed him, and will shun me when I get home. SO NOT WORTH IT. Hope everyone has a love er ly day!

My day

2010-11-22T23:25:00.000-08:00

Today। November 22 2010। Today it is cold, bloody freezing। Well not compared to some parts of Canada। However it is COLD for Vancouver and the surrounding areas। A little bit about myself, my name is Megan, and I have the clothing line Megan Kathryn Clothing ।I am Fashion Designer graduate, and I am not really sure if that has any value these days, but I am। I had my own line for about 5 years, and the last 2 years my business didn't survive....doom, dismal and sad।

However my Blog is is going to mainly focus on the comeback of Megan Kathyrn Clothing, and the Empire that it will become...MUWAAAHHHAAAAHHAHHA

A little more history

In the summer of 2009, I decided to shut er down, my little business, and moved to a small town, maybe you have heard of it, Squamish BC, near Whistler BC, and if you had any interest in the 2010 Olympics or Heidi Klum ( that is where Seal proposed to her) you may of heard a lil ski town Whistler. Anyways...That is where I took a time out on life, left my husband behind..it was a much needed time, but GEEZ trying to explain that to people, and not just people, loved ones, it seemed I was speaking a different language. Most people just didn't get it. It bothered me at first, but it taught me it's ok to go by the beat of my own drum.

Ok....this feels a little long winded and extremely vulnerable...HEY WORLD, or a few select people who have stumbled upon my blog. Read my personal thoughts , about my personal life I think are important for me to share...feels kind of pretentious.

Oh yah, focus. focus...

I recently moved to Vancouver, and by recently I mean about 8 months ago. I reunited with my husband and our pets, we have two cats and lovely punk dog. We live in a fairly expensive run down apartment (that I am sure is slowly poisoning me from the hidden mold spores in the walls). It is in a nice neighborhood. It right by the major hospital. The positive of living beside the hospital is the sushi stand by the check in, (cheap and easy), and if you need the hospital it's right there, the negative part is that I am constant reminder by the sirens that people get hurt. It really encourages my hypochondria and imagination.

A little bit more

So, 7 months ago, I got a job at Consignment Store in the local Vancouver area, that I will not mention the name, because I have nothing good to say about it. I busted my balls as Store manager for 7 months to get this store in competition with other consignment stores. But the owner, my Boss, was a whole lot of crazy. I remember something about a letter opener, and running around the store.... it had to come to an end..I have left with a few good stories,(I will share at a later date) and I do a great impression of her..I worked a few jobs here and there since then, all that left me very unsatisfied. I had lost any passion...but to think about it ...Did I have passion for corporate retail? Nah, meh, BOOO-URNS.

So it has brought me to today. I have started making Hoodies, and other SWEET STUFF. Geez I love 'em hoodies. I have wore them for years...They are part majorof my life. Hoodies and Flip Flops. What else does a girl really need, living on the West Coast...I was even in a crew, we called ourselves the "White Hoodie Crew" ~ we were so BAD ASS... I believe there were trucker hats involved (blushing) and cases of Lucky Beer(Shutter).

Right, Ok...

So here I am today, I am making hoodies, and they are selling, and it feels AWESOME! I really love making, creating, designing clothes. I am not sure where my life will take me in this industry but right now...I want to make a living selling my hoodies!

I want to Thank You for stopping by.and hope to see you again !