Something about moving always brings out a strange productivity in me. Most people, they move and so they put all the projects on hold. Me? I go to work on all the projects I've been planning for the last, oh, four years.
You already know I [finally] started my wedding album. Yeah, its not done yet - awaiting more mats (coming from California!) so I can finish plotting. And that I made a new chemise. And even that the new chemise wasn't gypsy enough - it didn't match my skirts (none of them! hard to believe when I have, like 6 options). So the new chemise, which is a rather thin (somewhat translucent when backlit) cloth, necessitated an overskirt (to fix the "translucent" thing):
Picked up a neat silver goblet last week, and I figured it'd go well with the outfit, so something to attach it to my belt was in order.
Also, I have a gecko. His name is Edgerton, and he's my baby. He lives in this big glass paradise (aka terrarium) in my living room, and he's coming to Colorado with me. But not in the big glass paradise - it weighs a ton. Bought a nice (small) plastic cage, but needed something to carry it in.
Now the remainder of my productivity for the week will have to be channeled towards packing. Too much packing!
Update, ages late: