Ukrainian Easter Eggs

ukrainian easter eggs

First pub­lished 3/28/2014  East­er is just around the cor­ner! This is the time of year when you will find most Ukraini­ans hunched over their fresh eggs, wax, can­dles, kistkas, and dyes mak­ing their intri­cate East­er eggs. Ukraini­ans call these eggs Pysanky. Cre­at­ing these lit­tle works of art requires a lot of time and PATIENCE. Not only are there mul­ti­ple steps to be tak­en for each egg, but you can’t erase...

Silk Lace Bridal Blouse

silk lace bridal blouse

Pub­lished 06/18/2014 One of the ben­e­fits of sell­ing on the web is reach­ing peo­ple worldwide! I was recent­ly con­tact­ed by a bride in Aus­tralia about mak­ing flower girl dress­es for her July (win­ter) wed­ding. Instead of a Chan­til­ly lace for the leo­tards, she chose the alen­con lace I had in stock. As beau­ti­ful as the lace was, I had nev­er used the lace and was appre­hen­sive about cut­ting and design­ing...

Silk Wedding Rehearsal Dress

silk wedding rehearsal dress

Blush Silk Wool Dress Pub­lished 6/23/2014 How many times have you gone shop­ping for that spe­cial dress and instead of find­ing the per­fect dress, you find mul­ti­ple dress­es wish­ing you could blend them all into one.Meet Lisa (then) bride-to-be that faced this dilemma.  When we met in May, she brought over sev­er­al white dress­es. Each dress had a fea­ture she want­ed, such as fab­ric, gath­ered skirt, skirt length, etc. But none...

Ukrainian Embroidered Dress

Ukrainian Hand Embroidered Dress in Honor of My Babcha  My Babcha was a spe­cial woman. Her sto­ry is quite remark­able and the lessons she taught me were even more so.  I only hope to be as strong as her and pass on her spir­it to others. Aside from her wis­dom, her love of sewing was passed on to me. My babcha was an incred­i­ble seam­stress! She was self taught and...

Baby Shower Gift: 12 Vests for Each Month of the First Year

baby shower gift idea vests

Pub­lished 07/06/2014 Can you remem­ber a child­hood fash­ion mis­take? Not that it was a real mis­take, because you did mean to wear it. But rather some­thing so bad­ly put togeth­er you wish your moth­er would have stopped you before you got out the door.  I can cer­tain­ly remem­ber mine — and my sis­ter Tess’. My sis­ter real­ly liked to wear vests. There was a peri­od of time when she would always...