My man had a birthday not long ago. I wanted to get him something special. He's a bit of a catch so he deserves it, you know? So when I spied some tea towels in Mrs Smith's stash - I knew it was destiny. You see Mrs Smith makes a good cushion - so I cheekily commisioned these from her own stash ... cheeky huh? Now I should clarify that I wasn't just poking around her cupboards or underwear drawer or anything ... I passed them onto her when they were posted to me when we both won booty in a giveaway from Willy Wagtail. So the connection ... My man's Dad's family hail from Kingaroy "The Peanut Capital of Australia" and home to Joh Bjelke-Peterson for those with a penchant for Aussie politics and scandal. Dunc's Gran, Uncle and Aunt still live there. Dunc's Gran makes better pumpkin scones though, than Flo. So the cushions ... He loved them. He's so up with the handmade revolution. The fact that he got a cool vinyl thrifted from Vinnies 70s couch - straight out of a waiting room methinks - and a beautiful 1950s bevelled mirror with sailing boats and palm trees (on layby for ages with this lovely lady) ... all made it the perfect thrifted, handmade, vintage trifecta ... all will be heading down to the back room ... which we are converting to our workspace/studio/office/sewing room mejiggy. Life is so good. Thanks G - you do good cushion x
PS this Sunday we got a surprise invite to sell wares at a fundraiser at the local Steiner Playgroup - details on side bar to right - can't wait!!