Drags Friends Along

[threadwalker]

I'm doing that 'thing' I do. I'm not sure how to describe it. Green Cat Mama says I have an "aura" that sucks people in. My trusted allies have nick named me "Drags Friends Along". Unka says I can make unusual things seem like a good idea. I dunno. I just get really excited and I feel like my skin is practically crackling with creative excitement. Then I bump into someone kindred spirit who gets snared by one of my visions and it becomes like a covalent bond. Then I crackle even harder.

Right now I can barely contain myself. I sparked with a few artisans recently and I'm terribly excited about sucking them into the world of Italian costuming. goodie, goodie, goodie! muh-ha ha ha!

Of course I still don't have a vision for my Ropa's under bits, but that's okay. I'll forage ahead and even if I don't drool for my own project, I'm very excited about mentoring some other folks.

Do-dah, do-dah.

Happy holidays, all.

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Re: OK, you can drag me along...

[thread-walker.livejournal.com]

You don't scare me ... lol. The Italians mixed red and yellow, red and green, red and blue .. basically, red and anything else was fine by them. I read accounts in one of my textile books of brocades that had colors that would clash to the modern eye. Besides, I can't imagine you letting yourself out the door in something nasty. I don't see you doing mauve and tweety bird yellow.

I do understand the "how did I buy THAT color" reaction. I was trying to venture in a new place - I bought pink linen and it looked like a dusty or faded pink on the monitor. What I received was an in-your-face cross between pepto-bismal pink and salmon pink. It was too much for me. It was soooo bad, I couldn't get anyone to take it off my hands for free - just to get it out of my house! LOL! I ended up lining something with it. Phewie!