Summer Sale!

Sadly, my summer design season is coming to an end. I have the most fun working with bright airy summer fabrics, and designing airy clothes. The thing is, I still have a studio full of summer fabrics, and my mind is racing with designs...


So I've decided to have a summer sale on customs!

I'm offering custom pieces at $40 a piece for sleevless tops, capris, and skirts; and, custom dresses at $70. You can take a look at my portfolio for design examples, although I likely don't have enough of those specific fabrics to recreate past designs exactly. What I do have is an overflowing fabric shelf, and these pictures are only a fraction of what I have available.



I'm guaranteeing a 2 week turnaround time on the first 5 orders I get, so please email me if you're interested!



It does feel weird to be having a summer sale, when summer's start is in 2 days - but here it is! Hope to hear from you soon!

Breaking fashion rules - and channeling Sister Mary Katherine

The new set I teased about last week is up now! The Jaynes are having a Miss Primm launch - the idea is to break a rule that would be in place at Miss Primm's school, and mine is a pretty old school fashion rule about mixing plaids and polka dots.

Sydney really broke out the supermodel poses for this one. My favorites are the shots where she has her fingers right up her armpits, as far as they can go. Now, I swear the kids has never seen an episode of SNL, but almost the whole shoot, I was thinking, "Sometimes, when I get nervous, I stick my fingers under my arm, and I smell them like that." It would have put me over the edge if she had busted out a "Superstar!" pose, too.

Anyhow, enough reminiscing about when Saturday Night Live was still good...you can see the whole auction by clicking on the photos above, or by clicking here. Thanks!

Two things

Firstly, and funniest, check out this video of Fiona. She is telling the "Interrupting Cow" joke, but when she says interrupting, it sounds like something COMPLETELY different. I swear we are not teaching our child to swear!! So be warned, there is unintentional swearing in the video below:

And secondly, and not nearly as funny - I worked on a one of a kind design last night until the wee hours. I'm really excited about this one, and I will probably have it listed in the next day or two. Here's a teeny peak!

You have GOOD kids! Yes, YOU!

You know when you watch those Nanny shows (go to your NAUGHTY SPOT!), and the kids are such spitting, hitting, screaming monsters that you want to go and wake yours up from their peaceful slumber and hug them for being the perfect angels they are. Well, have I got a doozy for you.


My sister is a nanny, no, not THAT nanny. She started working for a new family with one son last week. By her own description, her 5 year old little charge is a handful - but yesterday, I called her to chat and caught her in a major crisis.


The little boy, just for kicks let's call him 'Damian', had a friend over for a playdate. They were playing in Damian's room all morning, and when they wanted lunch, my sister asked them to tidy the room first. My sister kept checking on them, and the room got worse and worse. The last time she checked on them, the room smelled distinctly like steaming fresh POOP. They both denied having an "accident", and when my sister finally got the story out of them, it went something like this:

Damian convinced his little friend that it would be fun for him to poop, and then (it gets a little fuzzy here) they could rub all of Damian's toys in it, or possibly it was that they could wipe his tush with the toys. Whichever the intention - my sister had to deal with the aftermath of legos filled with excrement! When I talked to her mid-crisis, she was about to lose it, and said she was going to quit, but last night, she had calmed down.


So go hug your great kids, who don't rub their toys in their friends poo, would ya? My sweet kids wouldn't either, and just for hoots, here's a beautiful picture of my two poo-free cherubs.

First camping trip of the season!

Why do we love camping so much? It couldn't possibly be the dirt that gets under your finger nails and stays there for days, or the eau de campfire that is so hard to wash out of your hair. It must be gourmet dinners with a hint of sand in them, the outhouses, and the sleeping bags that don't zip all the way :)


Truth be told, it's the absence of technology, the sights and smells of the outdoors, and sounds of the ocean crashing outside the tent. Most importantly, it's the quality time with the most important people. These three goofballs hold my heart in their hands, there's nothing I'd rather do than build memories of climbing tree roots on the beach with them. And the s'mores of course!





We went on our first camping trip of the season this weekend! Despite my husband's repeated pleas to buy a trailer, we are still tenters; however, our tent measures 12 x 10 feet, and our air mattress sits two feet off the ground - it's hardly roughing it! Our campsite backed out onto a greenspace, and just beyond that was the pacific ocean. Through the trees we watched the sunset on Friday and Saturday night. We spent our time at the beach and around the campfire, and in the evening, I curled up with a book instead of a glass of wine.


Camping, and my birthday are the only times I miss drinking...love you little baby in there. Oh! We heard the heartbeat on Thursday! Sweetest sound ever :) Who needs wine, anyhow?