Welcome to Evany Thomas! I live and word in the Bay Area, can play a drinking straw like a penny whistle, and once walked around with a detonated appendix for 5 long, strange days. I'm also a sleeping pose expert.

And that's not all!

the birtee

Saturday, mar. 15, 2008   |   0 comments
I don't know a whole lot about embroidery, but I had some tee-shirts that needed some serious cuting up, so I just kind of went for it.

This first one I made for baby Rex. My GOD, have you tried shopping for baby boy clothes recently? The stuff for girls is obscenely cute, but the selection for boys is just dismal. It's nothing but depressing, dull forest greens and navy blues, and everything's done up to look like sporting uniforms.

I'm pretty sure Rex likes birds, so I just got as plain a top as I could find at Old Navy for like three dollars and then birded it up.

This was my first attempt at stitching and it's pretty lame. Sorry Rex. That ghostly thing in the lower right-hand corner is supposed to be an egg and it's there to cover up the ubiquitous Old Navy logo. I made it by stitching down an egg-shaped piece of hem I cut off one of my old tee-shirts.

I needed (a lot) more practice, so I decided to make myself my own birtee:

This time I inked on the birds using a sharpie. I stopped embroidering after I finished the baby blue chick and just left the sharpie birdie as-is because I feared things were starting to look a little too country cutsie. See what I mean?

the fishtee

Saturday, mar. 15, 2008   |   0 comments
This is pretty much the same project as the Birtee, only instead of birding it up, I stitched a kind of bald-looking fish. I also cut out holes to make special fish bubbles, which means special attention needs to be paid to what's going on under the top. A solid-hued tankini is the best bet, but if you (just let me know if you want to borrow!) are feeling particularly sexy-crazy and decide to go without an official underlayer, make sure you pick a cute bra, because it's going to have a starring role.

Here's a closer look at the fish action:

And a slightly better view of the bubble cut-outs (and my foreshortened feets):

the loveseatee

Saturday, mar. 15, 2008   |   0 comments

This one is nothing but hot, freehand Sharpie action. I've made three of these so far, and it takes about an hour to sketch in the image with a thin Sharpie (I used a drawing from my indispensable Visual Dictionary as a guide for my eyeballs), beef it up with a thick Sharpie, then go back in with the thin Sharpie to clean up the edges. And by the end of it, boy do I feel floaty, what with all that pen huffing.


Jay and Jill supermodel the loveseatee.

The loveseatee is actually three items in one. Not only is this an excellent excuse for inhaling stimulants, and a fine complement to anything from jeans to hotpants, but it's also a prop for a really effective pickup line. When you wear this shirt, people will inevitably say, "Wait, what is that, like a couch?" And here's what YOU say: "No. It's a love seat. Why, you looking for some place to park that fine ass?"

Of course, if you look hard enough, you'll also find a small pair of panties located on the lower right corner of the backside of this tee:

the mousetee

Saturday, mar. 15, 2008   |   0 comments

I made this as a Christmas present for Sophia. Once again, it's nothing but a weird egg-bodied animal done in freehand Sharpie with a little stitching thrown in for fanciness.

Apparently her coworkers all think it's "lovely" and even, I think, "adorable."

my crafty

Saturday, mar. 15, 2008   |   0 comments
In the high spirit of miss ljc and not martha, my two very favorite crafty sites, which I visit pretty much every single day including weekends, no kidding, I've decided to give you a little peek at some of the REALLY CUTE things I've half-assed together as of late.

Miscellaneous

crocheted christmas trees
Holiday Trees 		toothbrush baby blanket
Toothbrush Baby Blanket

Hotdog Laptop Cozy
The Go-Between

Placemat Pillows
Sweater Fix

Cute Tops


Birtee
Fishtee

Loveseatee
Mousetee

Note that none of this magic would have been possible without cable television, which kept me from going batshit-crazy as I stitched/tore out/stitched/tore out/stitched the same dumb pillow sham three whole different times. What do those poor "kill your television" people do when it comes to tedious, repetitive tasks? Turn up the bootleg Grateful Dead jams, I guess. You know, they should have a little more compasion, like drop their TVs off at adoption centers instead of cold-blooded killing them. (That's the other thing that happens when you do lots and lots of stitching: You get a TON of important thinking done.)