I arrived back in Boulder last night after nine long hours in the car. Those were nine long hours driving through windswept Wyoming, worrying about a shaking beagle next to me.

And ever since my mind is one big flashing cursor, waiting for its operator to make the next move, to type the next command. Yet, there’s nothing. Just that constant, steady, ever-blinking line.

I can’t decide where to go, what to eat, what task to check off my lengthy list next.

Do you ever have days like this? Where you lack, not motivation, but direction? Days where sitting in your bed continuously checking Facebook, Pinterest and Instagram is easier than returning emails.

WHY is life so weird?

Days like this rarely last long. I’m sure tomorrow I’ll wake up ready to take on the world. But today, I’d rather look at your Instagram pics. Over and over again.

Please post some new, freshly-filtered photos. Stat.

So, in turn, you get pictures of shoes I thrifted over a month ago. When I get my butt out of bed, maybe I’ll put together an outfit highlighting these beauties. Maybe.

Cowboy boots found at the Vintage Whites Market. Twelve dollars got me some perfectly scuffed cowboy boots for a multitude of fall outfits. Giddyup.

Found a pair of perfectly fitting 80’s low-heel, open-toed pumps. Check out the side detail. All for $3.

Tomorrow is a new day.

With new shoes.


Yes, I’m still alive.

And, yes I’m still talking about the Tiny Pocket Tank.

I’m sorry.

At least I’m not showing you another before and after picture of a men’s button up shirt. Not today.

At Sew Weekend, the Tiny Pocket Tank pattern experienced a remix it didn’t see coming. No, this is not your typical slow-love-song-turned-hip-hop remix. R. Kelly came nowhere near the Tiny Pocket Tank pattern. Let’s all whisper a tiny hallelujah for that.

Instead, just a few subtle changes were incorporated. Things like reversing the bias tape, so that a perfect fabric contrast is clearly visible.

Aren’t a polka dot and seersucker great together? Me thinks so. My friend Naomi whipped this beauty up in no time flat.

My sister bought some great gingham fabric on super sale at Walmart. I believe it was $1.50 per yard. So this shirt basically cost her nothing.

And she can sew a camouflage pocket. That is talent.

I dare you to find that thing. Oooh, she’s good.

A final, unfinished Tiny Pocket Tank in another insanely cheap Walmart fabric. This time with no pocket and reverse bias tape as well.

Last week my mother gifted me a great black and white plaid to make another Tiny Pocket Tank when I return to Colorado. I absolutely cannot wait. Summer is officially not allowed to end until I get my fill of Tiny Pocket Tanks.