Posy dress. Vintage McCalls 7087

This pattern is straight out of the 90’s. In fact it is copyrighted 1994.

Can I call the 90’s vintage yet ?

In my mind I relate the 90’s to the years of motherhood and when my brood of 3

were all little children.

I feel vintage, so surely this pattern must qualify as vintage.

Anyway,despite it’s age the dress is a basic button up the front pinafore.

The length of the dress needed to be shortened a good 25cms to give it a more up to date length.

The shorter dresses nowadays look great with leggings under them.

Longer dresses clearly are no good for climbing either.


I have been a fan of designer Aneela Hoey for quite a few years now.

She captures the joy of childhood in her whimsical fabric designs.

This beautiful apricot fabric is from her range Posy.

To me it evokes childhood memories of times spent blowing dandelions to make the fairies fly.


I had not made a dress like this for my daughters when they were little.

I am a zip in the back kinda gal.

My challenge was going to be neat buttonholes.

The buttons at the front, meant that they would be a very visible feature of the dress.

My Janome has an automatic buttonhole stitch which is easy to use.

For some reason I felt panicky that I would wreck the beautiful  fabric by messing up the buttonholes

This dress was 10 days in the making because I was scared of making the buttonholes.

It sat for 9 days waiting for the buttonholes to be done so that I could attach the bodice to the gathered skirt.

I avoided this button project like The Plague.

I have done lots of buttonholes over the years, I was just a bit rusty.

Thinking back, I remembered that I made a denim pinafore with studs for buttons all the way down the front, for one of my girls , way back in the 90’s.

Wow how clever and adventurous I must have been back then.

This thought gave my confidence a much needed boost.

Swing back to the present.

Well two days ago, I bit the bullet and having the house to myself I was able to take my time and have a practice run or 4.

So happy to say that I did it.


I decided to sew a button on each pocket. The red buttons pick up the small traces of red in the flowers.

They were my Miss Em’s idea. I was going to play it safe with white buttons.

I have to say I love her choice.

The buttons are the perfect decoration.

I had toyed with adding lace but then decided I wanted this to be a dress for a child to play in.

Just like all the drawings of children playing that Aneela Hoey designs for her fabric.

The final detail was to cut out this cute selvage and adhere it to the dress.

It was too cute to throw out.

Have to say I love this pattern. The lined bodice is easy to make and everything went together very well.

A great little pattern , given a new look.

Now this lovely dress is all ready to be sent in a parcel to my little niece.


Summer holiday – Bateman’s Bay N.S.W

I was going through the photo’s on my camera and realised that I had some nice shots from our recent holiday to share.

These are taken in the Bateman’s Bay area in N.S.W south of Sydney.

It is a very beautiful part of the world, a mix of farmland mostly dairy farming and beaches.

From Melbourne it is about an 11 hour drive by car.


This was the view from our apartment. It was very relaxing to sit and look out at the water.

The grevillea bushes always had wattlebirds in them.

These busy little birds worked all day til dark, even in the rain.


The weather was generally atrocious and in between thunderstorms we managed to get out for some trips to the beach and surrounding little townships.

When the sun shone the beach was beautiful.


 Lots of rock pools to explore and interesting rock formations, kept us busy at the beach for hours.

There was a plethora of fossils trapped in the rocks.

I have always loved geology since I learnt it in high school.

Hubby and I were like two old fossils pointing out this and that.


I love the vibrant green colour of this slimy moss or seaweed.

The green was the perfect match for the bright blue ocean.


This strange looking bird was new to us.

It is in fact a resident of New Zealand called a Variant oystercatcher.

It was a long way from home but had chosen to holiday in one of the best oyster growing areas in Australia.


Our daytrips took us to small places like historic Tilba Tilba.

It dates back to the 1850’s gold rush days.

It is a very pretty village, with blooming jacaranda trees and shops in preserved cottages.

Tilba is famous these days for its cheese making.

We had a wonderful time at the factory shop sampling the cheeses.

The meat pies at the local bakery were exceptionally good.




Old derelict barn.

SAMSUNG CAMERA PICTURES A very large ant or termite nest by the side of the road.
SAMSUNG CAMERA PICTURESA large goanna lizard strolling through the local caravan park.

A group of local kangaroos resting in the shade in a residential area of a small village near the beach.


Oh and of course I visited the local Patchwork Shop where I just had to buy some fabric.

What is a holiday without some fabric to remember my holiday.

January is always a slow craft month for me but I will hopefully have one or two completed projects

to share with you in my upcoming blogs.

To my friends in the Northern Hemisphere please stay warm and cosy in your cold weather.

To my Southern Hemisphere friends stay cool and I hope the bushfires are nowhere near you.


Linny xxxxx

President Obama in Australia

Brisbane, Australia is currently hosting the G20 meeting of world leaders.

For my American readers, I found this lovely photo of  your President Obama.

He looks truly happy in this moment.

Patting an animal seems to have a way of easing our troubles, if only for a few moments.

Let’s pray that the world leaders put saving the environment, high on their agenda.

obama koalaCourtesy of The White House facebook page.

Embracing my age.


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“You could see the signs of female aging as diseased, especially if you had a vested interest in making women too see them your way. Or you could see that a woman is healthy if she lives to grow old; as she thrives, she reacts and speaks and shows emotion, and grows into her face. Lines trace her thought and radiate from the corners of her eyes as she smiles. You could call the lines a network of ‘serious lesions’ or you could see that in a precise calligraphy, thought has etched marks of concentration between her brows, and drawn across her forehead the horizontal creases of surprise, delight, compassion and good talk. A lifetime of kissing, of speaking and weeping, shows expressively around a mouth scored like a leaf in motion. The skin loosens on her face and throat, giving her features a setting of sensual dignity; her features grow stronger as she does. She has looked around in her life and it shows. When gray and white reflect in her hair, you could call it a dirty secret or you could call it silver or moonlight. Her body fills into itself, taking on gravity like a bather breasting water, growing generous with the rest of her. The darkening under her eyes, the weight of her lids, their minute cross-hatching, reveal that what she has been part of has left in her its complexity and richness. She is darker, stronger, looser, tougher, sexier. The maturing of a woman who has continued to grow is a beautiful thing to behold.”

Naomi Wolf, The Beauty Myth

I stumbled upon the above quote today. I just had to share it with you.

It is beautiful in it’s description of the female body and spirit as we age.

It reminds me that my attitude towards aging need not be one of anxiety or worry.

My wrinkles tell my story of a life lived.

I choose to call my hair silver not gray.

I choose to continue to grow as a woman and a human being.

My journey forward will be an adventure.

Thanks for reading.

Liberty Letdown

Find of the day. A large piece of Liberty Fabric – Wool Challis at the Opportunity shop for $1-00.

Resulting mood :Jubilent


Upon opening out the fabric at home. Discovering 3/4 of it riddled with holes.

Resulting mood: Wanna kick myself up the butt for not checking full length before I purchased it.



Moral to my story. If it is too good a bargain at the Op Shop there is probably something wrong with it.

Hope you are having a good week.

Why I love Australia

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These birds are called Rainbow Lorikeets and are my favourite Australian bird.

You just can’t help but feel happy looking at the amazing rainbow of colours in this photo.

 Today, when I saw this gorgeous photo on facebook, I knew I had to share it on my blog.

I tracked down it’s origin to a lady named Shelley at


If you would love to see some more of her beautiful photos of Australia follow the link above.

Racing Fashion 2014

It is a year since Hubby and I were at the world reknowned Melbourne Cup.



This year we are heading off to a friend’s place to watch the race on television and have a barbeque.

In Melbourne we get a public holiday today and most people get together with friends and family to watch the one ” race that stops a nation.”

I will miss seeing the gorgeous fashions and having a giggle at the outrageous ones.

I have stumbled upon a blog that has great photos of this year’s Melbourne Cup fashion finalists.

Follow this link here


Also the very elegant black and white fashions of Derby Day are well worth a look.

Follow this link here


I really loved this post about the big hats from Royal Ascot.

I wonder how some of these hats would go down under.


Fashion hints of this year, according to this blog are

” Primped, Preened and Distinguished 2014 in 3 words.”

That sums it up very well I think.

I am hoping to back a winner and clean up the sweep.

See you later.



Thank you to my blogging friends for all the words of encouragement to keep me sewing.

I finished sewing the 9 yellow dance leotards this afternoon.

Sleeves all sewn in and threaded with white ribbon.

Biting the bullet and just pushing through the monotony of the sewing process, sure paid off for me.


I am seeing yellow everywhere.

Yellow is such a happy colour.

You can’t help but feel happy when you surround yourself with it.


I found that my yellow gladioli had flowered.

It’s grown a bit crooked as it fought for sunlight among the other plants in my garden.

My daughter bought a gorgeous bunch of  yellow flowers to keep my one yellow gladioli company.

I didn’t notice the water bottle in the photo until I uploaded it.

Hope you don’t mind too much.


My friend Kate over on her blog Fit and Flare, is wearing a yellow leather skirt with a gorgeous top, she has sewn.

Drop on over to fabrickated.com/ and tell her I sent you.

I am feeling like quilting this week.

Maybe I will pull out one of my unfinished projects.

I have a quilt top awaiting yellow borders.

Perhaps it will be a yellow week for me.

Hope you have a great week ahead.

Sewing avoidance.

Do you have a sewing task that you just keep avoiding?

I am even writing today’s blog as a way to avoid my sewing task.

My task is to alter 9 little leotards.

I had to unpick and remove their existing sleeves and replace them with organza sleeves.

My deadline is this coming Friday, when they are required back at the dance school for photos.

So far I have completed 3. Only 6 to go.

I set myself up an assembly line, so that I was undertaking one procedure at a time.

This unfortunately, makes for a monotonous time.


My least favourite part is setting in of the sleeve, due to the small size of the leotards.

I have to take great care with the overlocker.

If I accidentally slashed the fabric, I think I would sit down and cry.


So today I am doing anything other than what I am supposed to be doing.

Needed some fresh air.

Off I went out to check how much the vegie garden has grown with some recent hot weather and rainfall.

The lettuces are flourishing.


Then I noticed this rose has bloomed since I was last out in the garden.


The roses are all out in time for Melbourne Cup on Tuesday.

So pretty out among the roses, better spend some time out here.


Oh look at that, it is lunch time and time for a cuppa.

Is that the kettle I can hear, calling my name?

Growing in gray hair/ growing out colour update.

My recent travels to the U.S.A and Canada, revealed to me that there is in fact a gray hair revolution happening.

I saw dozens of women with gray hair or growing in gray hair.

They looked fantastic and filled me with self belief that I can do it too.

I last blogged about growing in my grey hair back in late July 2014.

I debated about whether to cut my hair short or not.

 My main reason for going short was that the growing in phase would be quicker.

Short hair is not an ideal look for me.

I decided to keep my hair longer and wear my hair back in a ponytail or up in clips.


The blond highlights are nearly all gone from the front, just a few places on my fringe have blonde tips.


I confess that I cut my own fringe, probably much to the horror of my hairdresser who straightens up my attempts.

I am loving seeing my natural colour, very dark brown  return, as it has been many years since I last saw it.

My silver is very evenly distributed and the use of purple shampoo for blondes keeps them silver not brassy.

I use a serum to keep the frizzy ones under control.

I have one distinct whiter strip in the front, which is about 1cm wide, that I love.

Thank you mother nature.

The back is looking fashionably ombre with the demarcation line between coloured and gray hair being subtle.

Not really worried about the back as since I can’t see it when it is up, it is out of sight out of mind.

As you can see I hastily put it in the clip, not making sure it was centred.

Note to self take more care before taking photos for blog.


I have been reading up on how to wear gray hair gracefully and have been adapting my wardrobe and makeup.

Going gray means that I have to take more care with my appearance, so that I don’t look like I have let myself go.

Heaven’s forbid, a middle aged woman should do that. Joking!!!

One of Oprah’s stylists says that no one over 45 should be seen wearing blue or green eyeshadow

Out went the blue and green eyeshadows, which I bought on a whim many years ago, but never wore.

I usually wear brown matte eyeshadow, which thankfully got the nod of approval.

Shouted myself a new eyeshadow in a plum colour, for my new look.

Lipsticks need to be pinker and natural looking.

This called for 2 new lipsticks. Revlon had a buy one get 1 for free offer.

Nails need to soft and feminine. Lucky I don’t like black nail polish.

It is a no no for over 45’s according to the stylist.

Wear foundation to cover redness and uneven skin tone.

Yes I should wear foundation when I leave the house to cover my freckles and redness.

It is not just for night time or special occasions.

Time to go through my wardrobe and toss any colours that will clash with my gray hair.

I got 2 new pairs of glasses. One red frame and one purple to make my look current.

The main thing needing attention is my weight.

I manage to disguise my weight with longer draped tops but I am carrying too many kilos for my optimal health.

Off to the gym go I. The days are getting longer and I can fit in more walking.

So here is to a confident 50+ woman and to aging as gracefully as possible, whilst embracing wholeheartedly the life I have been given.

Getting older is a privilege that many don’t get a chance to live.

There is so much to be grateful for and to look forward in this next stage of my live.

So here’s looking at you kid!!!!!!!!