We have moved on...

Meadow Rue officially has it's own domain! And...

wait for it...

There's a pretty little tutorial waiting for you on the other side! So, go check it out:

www.meadow-rue.com

All previous Meadow Rue posts are located there, and in the coming weeks the site will have lots of amazing functionality. 

We're jumping for joy!

Growing Pains

We're moving on up!

In the coming days, you will see Meadow Rue on its very own website. This involves things like domain names, web hosts, and my very technology-averse self having a near panic attack.

Stay tuned!

P.S. The thrifted fuschia dress with sky-high shoulder pads is finished! Tutorial to come very soon...

34 days and counting

I have 34 days to make a vintage/modern garment. That's 34 days to prioritize (i.e. neglect school work and possibly sleep) what has become an already quite hectic schedule.

All to create a modern version of this beauty.

Source

Is it terrible that I love this dress the way it is? The pattern I will be modernizing, is a little...ahem...cryptic. Certain details will be changed, embellishments added, and considering the deflation of dress sizes, I will most likely be buying twice the material it calls for. This booty certainly was not a size 6 in the 1958.

Who wants to partake? Click on the picture below for more information!

Yes, please!

I'm so doing this...

Snow Day

Boulder, Colorado has shut down. No school, no work for most, and some mighty treacherous roads. Over a foot of snow fell while the Front Range slept last night, but what a beautiful sight to wake up to!

The funny thing is, growing up in Montana, I still don't remember a single snow day. I also don't remember the name of my second grade teacher, so that's not saying much. 

I can't say I mind having an excuse to curl up inside a heated apartment. This a multiple mugs of tea sort of day.

For a 13 inch Beagle, 12 inches of snow is no joke. Our morning entertainment was watching Buckley run like a mad man through a field of untouched snow. He resembled more of a rabbit than he did a canine.

After snow tunneling lost its appeal, Buckley proceeded to finally end the slow suffering of his toy Beagle.  Was it wrong for me to buy him this toy? I'm getting mixed reviews. When he violently ripped the last of the stuffed dog's fuzzy ear off, I asked him how he would feel if I chewed his velvety ears off. He gave me a blank look and a head tilt. He's an unfeeling cannibal, I tell you.

I'm supposed to fly to Denver tonight to spend the weekend in Vegas with my family. I'm hoping that positive thinking will be enough to get my plane off the ground. Wish me luck!

Increase Your Pasta Sauce Consumption ASAP!

I spent yesterday afternoon with a dear friend. We chatted...she showed me her fancy new camera...I inhaled every snack she so thoughtfully set out. 

Oh, and we also crafted.

If you haven't seen this pretty cool tutorial about making your old jars look beautiful, get on it.

Luckily, I know this fella who has a million pasta sauce jars. I mean, the kid loves himself some noodles and sauce. Hence, I'm never wanting for a large jar (huge score in my book).

I am in love with everything Lotta Jansdotter, so I decided to use some stationary I had for this very purpose. I have to say, I'm quite pleased with the result. 

I'm still working on getting the glue off the jar with the orange lid, otherwise you would see the complete set. After too much elbow grease, and a nasty set of raisin fingers, I resorted to ordering some Goo Gone from Amazon. I'll report back on its functionality.

Update: Remember this lovely thrifting find? It works like a charm! It should come in super handy for drying prints.

Heatwave and Sky High Shoulder Pads

I'm fairly certain I bought the two ugliest items thrifting today. I'm 100% certain that I love the color orange way too much. 


Even Buckley can't stand the sight of my purchases.

I present to you...the Heatwave:

I am praying the hot button isn't stuck in place.

After seeing this retro beauty I convinced myself that I've always wanted a personal instant heater and/or fan for all those times that I'm chilled/sweaty and too lazy to get up and adjust the thermostat. I proceeded to check out without seeing how well it functioned, and had a small panic attack on the way home about how much electricity this sucker probably eats through. 

I shall report back later on its functionality.

More eye candy for you. You will be seeing more of this in a separate post. I will tell you only this: It has shoulder pads so big you could cock your head to the side and take a nap on them.

Do you spy a beagle?

Today's poignant thrifting observation:


When you go the thrift store looking quite homeless, you will receive a lot of flack from the cashier about whether you actually donated a bag of stuff in order to get your 20% discount. When you go back later that night, freshly showered, to pick up some records for a friend you'll be treated like the Duchess of Wales. Thrifting twice in one day is a new low.