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You guys! This is way later than the Christmas List meme usually starts...everyone quick go post yours!

Also, if you've already done it, comment and point me at it so I can take a look-see. :}

Step One

- Make a post (public, friendslocked, filtered...whatever you're comfortable with) to your LJ. The post should contain your list of 10 holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fandom-related ("I'd love a Snape/Hermione icon that's just for me") to medium ("I wish for _on DVD") to really big ("All I want for Christmas is a new car/computer/house/TV.") The important thing is, make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want.

- If you wish for real life things (not fics or icons), make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it's your address or just your email address where Santa (or one of his elves) could get in touch with you.

- Also, make sure you post some version of these guidelines in your LJ, or link to this post (it'll be public) so that the holiday joy will spread.


Step Two

- Surf around your friendslist (or friendsfriends, or just random journals) to see who has posted their list.

And now here's the important part:
- If you see a wish you can grant, and it's in your heart to do so, make someone's wish come true. Sometimes someone's trash is another's treasure, and if you have a leather jacket you don't want or a gift certificate you won't use--or even know where you could get someone's dream purebred Basset Hound for free--do it.

You needn't spend money on these wishes unless you want to. The point isn't to put people out; it's to provide everyone a chance to be someone else's holiday elf--to spread the joy. Gifts can be made anonymously or not--it's your call.

There are no rules with this project, no guarantees, and no strings attached. Just...wish and it might come true. Give and you might receive. And you'll have the joy of knowing you made someone's holiday special.

Don't forget to include a shipping address.

List away! )
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I finally sat down and made a list of places from which I like to order fabric. It's not an exhaustive list of anywhere I've ever ordered anything, but it's some of the top hits.

List over here at my blog!

Now...everyone go buy some fabric! Share the love! *rolls around in yardage*

Say what?

Jan. 31st, 2011 09:01 pm
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Katie's listing stuff on Etsy! Tell everyone...and also, help me get rid of fabric I'll never use!
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My good friend [livejournal.com profile] dandytailor is conducting a survey for a class of his (for which I will very possibly end up helping him type the analysis), so he/we would appreciate a moment of your time. The survey is geared towards costumers and/or reenactors, and is just a dozen or so questions. You can answer in comments here at his journal, or click the cut and answer here, and I'll make sure he gets your answers.

Thanks so much!

And sorry to those of you who will see this twice. That's why they made cut tags, right? )

Love.

Feb. 11th, 2010 10:55 pm
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[livejournal.com profile] attack_laurel posted this the other day and it reduced me to--literally--a crying mess in my cubicle. Let me tell you, swallowing down a half-dozen sobs when your next-door neighbor is three feet away behind a fabric wall? Awkward.

Obviously, though, her post struck quite a chord with me. I had already been pondering that day, all about my own self-talk. I lead a workshop periodically at work, telling people about self-talk, the power of it, and how important it is that your self-talk be positive, because it really can be a determining factor in your happiness and success.

...And then I go home and rip on myself so badly I don't even want to be alive anymore sometimes. Oh, the irony. Which explains why I cried.

Simply put, my self-talk is toxic. I actively disparage myself in ways that, when I repeat them, are horrifying. I would never say those things about another person. I would be ashamed to even think them. So what am I doing saying them repeatedly to myself? Too fat, too ugly, too unlovable...I've given myself carte blanche to say these things to myself over and over.

And now I'm stopping.

I know I can't be the only person here with self-doubt. We're all our own harshest critics, so I'm passing this on because it did me a lot of good, and I hope it can help you, too.

She said:

So let's talk about our beautiful, wonderful, miraculous selves - in the comments, today, tomorrow, and whenever you read this, tell me something you love about yourself. Don't temper it with any negatives - tell your body and mind and soul that you love them. If you're uncomfortable putting your name to your comment, post it anonymously.

No negatives. No buts. No "on the other hand I hate this". You don't need to hide your wonderful self when you talk to me, I won't think less of you. You're not bragging, you're celebrating.


I invite you to join in here. All of you--lurkers, friends-of-friends, men, women, anybody. Leave a comment; tell me what you love about yourself. I'll go first (and, because I really, really think this such a good thing, they are different good things, in addition to the ones that I left as a comment in the original post. How's that for a bonus!)

I love how strong my body is, and how much it can endure. I love that I have a distinctive laugh. I was able to learn a second language as an adult, and speak it fluently with no trace of an accent. I am a fantastic public speaker and can hold an audience's attention even when I'm just explaining how to properly complete government paperwork. I have cute little feet that can fit cooperatively into a range of sizes, so I can wear all sorts of fun, cute shoes. I have a freckle in the same place on each shoulder, and the symmetry of it absolutely delights me for no other reason than that it's there. I love that I look like my dad, who is one of the people that I love and respect most in the entire world--I love it when people tell me they can tell we're related. I'm a great problem-solver with very logical, linear thinking patterns...and I love that, too.

Ready? Go! Think of it as the most aggressively positive meme ever.

PSA

Jan. 22nd, 2010 01:49 pm
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The Regency Exhibition ball folks finally broke down and bought their own domain name (though it redirects) at www.regencyexhibitionball.com. The ticket purchase is still done through The Dressmaker's Shop, and tickets will be on sale through March 20.

And if you're reading this, you should go! It's a fun event, and it seems to get better each year. Hope to see you ther!

Average.

Oct. 1st, 2009 09:53 pm
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Everybody, this is a public service announcement. I had a really horrible day. It was the kind of day where, when I left the office, I considered it a miracle that I'd gotten through the day without getting yelled at, lambasted, written up, or otherwise raked over the coals. I've been having mood swings, and I think my current "doctor" is messing with my head. My grandpa is having cataract surgery, and if I'd had a cat, it would have barfed on my rug. That kind of day.

I was going to post about how horrible my day was and emotional whiplash and all sorts of over-thinking emo nonsense. Then I sat down to My Life is Average. It pretty much made my day. It's basically a collection of everyday stuff that random people found amusing, awesome, or otherwise remarkable. 99% of it at least made me smirk a little, and some of it sparked an actual shout of delighted laughter. Well worth a look!
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My photos:
Fancy as it Flies I
Fancy as it Flies II
Fancy as it Flies III
Fancy as it Flies IV
Fancy as it Flies V

My mother's pictures:
Fancy as it Flies VI

Sarah Jones' Pictures

Sarah Hooker's Pictures

Malinda Baker's Pictures:
One and Two

And [livejournal.com profile] renzys_frenzy has photos on Flickr here.

More to come! I'll clean up some of my favorites for posting later. Right now I'm pretty beat.
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I know not many people read this, but I figure if I'm hitting 'refresh' constantly because I can't seem to get anything done the day before a holiday, some of you are, too.

Go visit Erica Henderson's Art Blog: I Fail At Life, That's Why I Became An Artist. I'm not an artist and I don't even remember how I stumbled across her site--but now she's trying to reach 100,000 hits before December 6. Since I visit there once a day, every day, because daily posts (usually with art or pictures!) make me happy, I figure I could help a little.

So if you see this, click the link. Help a girl out.

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