There is always reason to the madness, never question that! These photos are the result of my night. Like any other night, bored and unable to sleep until 3/4 am. I drink too much caffeine. I needed to occupy myself. and obviously drinking some wine lead me to paint my lips like a love heart.
Mlle Ananas, c'est moi. I love the depth of these images too.
Another dress I made from something else. Something a little bit different to your average fabric. This is my personal favourite and with my favourite images. Modelled again for me by Betty Cocotier, if you want to check out her blog it's; http://rhumcocoananas.blogspot.co.uk/
I had seen some other newspaper dresses on the internet and I was interested to give it a go myself. I decided to gather materials and a model, and try it out without much planning at all (none). It turned out great considering, I also tried to incorporate colour into the dress, an aspect that I had not yet seen anyone else do when making a newspaper dress. I used a yellow newspaper for the middle piece and used to most colour full pages I could find without ruining the feel that it was newspaper.
On the bridge. An image I love due to the reminiscent feel it has.
I'm pleased with my outcome! Yay, Happy Pineapple.
Above is an image of a dress I made out of newspaper, modelled by Betty Cocotier, another of my best friends. She's great, she shares the same mad & impulsive outlook on everyday life as me. Added to which she makes a great model.
I saw this wrapping paper in town for 99p a roll and decided it had to be made into a dress. The alternating direction of the stripes intrigues me added to the fun of the colours.
As the title says, I love dress making!
Making clothes or making anything really. As well as just creating something from nothing, the idea of making something new from quirky or old objects really interests me. In the photo above I have created a wedding dress out of bin bags. Being completely honest I was feeling down.
Who doesn't from time to time?
But me being me, there is no time in life to sit around and feel sorry for yourself.
I stuck on some happy music, at the time I think it was Superbus, sang my little heart out and I danced until I couldn't dance any more. After this I decided to be creative, this was my outcome.