the HQ

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35772161.post-20656969718968774642008-02-26T11:38:00.007-06:002008-02-26T12:37:51.503-06:00the HQToday, I thought I'd give you a little tour of my sewing studio (the HQ), or what we affectionately refer to around here as the "guest room" (its original designation). I use the italics when referring to it as a guest room, because more often than not, there would be no room for an actual guest here. You see, I prettied it all up to take some photos, but this is absolutely the most organized it's ever been. The last time my mom came to visit, I had even taken over the guest bathroom. I keep all of my oversized fabric supplies (chenille, terrycloth, batting) in the linen closet in the attached bathroom, and had filled the entire shower with miscellaneous supplies. I thought it was an ingenious solution to a storage crisis. My mom just wanted to take a shower. Seeing as my mom's coming again this weekend, I thought I'd better get to work and tidy up the joint: <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8ROy4z-V2I/AAAAAAAABbs/vEWS66-ffmE/s1600-h/IMG_0346.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8ROy4z-V2I/AAAAAAAABbs/vEWS66-ffmE/s400/IMG_0346.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171344908278978402" border="0" /></a>I got the yellow arm chair at a resale shop - 40 bucks for a pair of them. Their sunshiny yellow makes me happy. Please take a moment to notice the window covering. While I sew many things in this room and could easily whip up a little window curtain, I have chosen instead to hang a towel over a curtain rod, and secure it with safety pins. The irony does not escape me. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8RU8oz-V7I/AAAAAAAABcU/8pJk_wyLNdo/s1600-h/IMG_0262.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8RU8oz-V7I/AAAAAAAABcU/8pJk_wyLNdo/s400/IMG_0262.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171351672852469682" border="0" /></a> You've already met Penelope and Frances, Right? And up there above the bed are the pretty fabrics I hooped up last Easter. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8ROz4z-V3I/AAAAAAAABb0/Z1eGa_gck5A/s1600-h/IMG_0343.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8ROz4z-V3I/AAAAAAAABb0/Z1eGa_gck5A/s400/IMG_0343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171344925458847602" border="0" /></a>This is an awesome vintage cabinet I bought at a thrift store for 20 dollars. I jammed it into the back of the minivan, brought it home, and painted it pink. It's moved through a few different rooms in the house, and finally settled here. I'm currently using it to store vintage tablecloths, sheets, and quilt tops. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8RO0Iz-V4I/AAAAAAAABb8/MJLd60mCoRk/s1600-h/IMG_0326.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8RO0Iz-V4I/AAAAAAAABb8/MJLd60mCoRk/s400/IMG_0326.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171344929753814914" border="0" /></a>The sewing table. I got the old metal topped table years ago at a garage sale. We brought the table up to our cottage in Minnesota, and I brought it back home at Christmas to use for sewing. It's a bit high, but good for now. On top of the table is my pink cutting mat. If I want to cut big pieces of fabric, I have to set my sewing machine on the floor. I got the pink chairs at the Kane County Flea Market two years ago. They were in mint condition. See those bins that my fabric is in? I bought those from the Land of Nod a few years ago for the kid's playroom, to hold blocks and stuff. Then they moved into Olivia's room, and now they are mine - all mine!! I swiped the dollhouse from Olivia, too, because she already has like 3 more in her room, and enough is enough already! I store larger sized fabric scraps in the dollhouse. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8RO0oz-V5I/AAAAAAAABcE/_hJ1Xqm8I9I/s1600-h/IMG_0357.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8RO0oz-V5I/AAAAAAAABcE/_hJ1Xqm8I9I/s400/IMG_0357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171344938343749522" border="0" /></a>The little perched bird is from Anthropologie, and I love her. I also love the little planter chicky. I keep most of my sewing books right there on the shelf for easy access, and I use the jar full of vintage spools of thread as a bookend. It's nice and heavy. I was greatly inspired by <a href="http://pixiegenne.typepad.com">Pixiegenne</a> when I decoupaged the suitcases on the floor. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8RO1Iz-V6I/AAAAAAAABcM/YlqqJ47DLVo/s1600-h/IMG_0350.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8RO1Iz-V6I/AAAAAAAABcM/YlqqJ47DLVo/s400/IMG_0350.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171344946933684130" border="0" /></a> Over here you will see the dresser I use for more storage. I love drawers, and store things like bias tape and vintage buttons and blank onesies in them: <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8RU9Yz-V8I/AAAAAAAABcc/CM_JF1qhjsQ/s1600-h/IMG_0266.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8RU9Yz-V8I/AAAAAAAABcc/CM_JF1qhjsQ/s400/IMG_0266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171351685737371586" border="0" /></a>On top of the dresser is a painting I picked up at a resale shop in Minnesota, a sweet little nursery lamp from an antique store, a floral metal box that I love, and of course, my pink ipod (I so enjoy listening to podcasts of This American Life while sewing). <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8RU94z-V9I/AAAAAAAABck/A7uHKGrB8NI/s1600-h/IMG_0280.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8RU94z-V9I/AAAAAAAABck/A7uHKGrB8NI/s400/IMG_0280.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171351694327306194" border="0" /></a>Finally, we come to the back of the door. I've shown you this before, but I can't, in good conscience, give you an incomplete tour, so here it is again, in all it's scrappy glory: <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8RWf4z-V-I/AAAAAAAABcs/7sayeUEnqaE/s1600-h/IMG_9724.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_ZdqWUzJhmbU/R8RWf4z-V-I/AAAAAAAABcs/7sayeUEnqaE/s400/IMG_9724.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171353377954486242" border="0" /></a> And that, my friends, concludes the tour. xoxoJessiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11626917883870715153noreply@blogger.com