Day 22:
I jump at the opportunity to wear anything other than black, which a day off of work provides me with these days. So I donned my self-stitched red Beignet skirt, bustier top and Saint Cardigan (and self-stitched pants and leopard coat, which almost goes without saying these days) to explore the streets and pubs of my new home town.Day 23:
Time to give the leopard coat a well earned break by unearthing my self-stitched gold curtain jacket (made several lifetimes and moves ago). This was used to and from work on top of self-stitched black sailor trousers, black T-shirt, Saint Cardigan and pants.Day 24:
Continuing to dig the yellow/gold curtain jacket along with previously seen self-stitched black Jenny skirt, Port Elizabeth top, Saint Cardigan and pants. I apologise if the boredom of my garment repetition is effecting your eyesight or anything. I went out after work changing my Port Elizabeth top for my stripey T-shirt.Day 25:
My day at work was too stressful, miserable and generally horrendous to be photographed at the end of it, so you must trust me that it was all going on in self-stitched garments. I’m sure we know each other well enough by now to know I wouldn’t lie to you!
Day 26:
I quit my job at the beginning of my shift of Day 26 with the intention of leaving that very day, but was subsequently wooed with promises of a reduced work load and more agreeable conditions so I agreed to spend a week reconsidering. This occurred wearing self-stitched black Jenny skirt, blouse made from Simplicity 3835, Saint Cardigan and pants.Day 27:
On Day 27 I entered into negotiations with my boss which resulted in a far more favourable list of duties and conditions than I had even hoped for (shh! Don’t tell him) so I agreed to stay. This was conducted whilst wearing self-stitched black sailor trousers, black stretch top and pants (with Saint Cardigan and the leopard coat making their additional appearance). We went round some friends’ flat that evening so I changed out of my patisserie and coffee grain encrusted black stretch top into my black and red refashioned blouse:Day 28:
My well-deserved day off is currently featuring my self-stitched stripey T-shirt and grey wool dress with mustard accents. Time to get some sewing done....









The new trousers which debuted on Day 9 are seeing more action here. Their nautical overtones accentuated by being paired with my stripey T-shirt, anchor necklace, my two-week-old anchor tattoo (which actually brings hints of nautical to every outfit from here on out!) and nautical pants. This was a really comfy outfit for travelling, so pleased I got round to making trousers sooner rather than later during this self-stitched month.
The day of the wedding itself (AKA Day 11) was a fantastic day, made all the more fun by staying with a heap of close friends in the same guest house which facilitated girly gettings-ready. I do love an excuse to get glammed up. When I first realised the wedding would coincide with SSS, my initial thoughts went towards 
Day 12:
Day 12 was a day for hangovers, train delays and evidently rubbish photography. Difficult to make out, but I'm basically wearing the same outfit as Day 9 (though different pants, promise). That's Mumma E there draining sweetcorn, say hi!
The leopard coat brought a touch of glamour to the scene down at Leigh. Also worn: self-stitched bird skirt, Saint Cardigan, vest and pants. You know, I really feel myself and the leopard coat have worked through 
Look! I have some trousers! As some of you may know, as a result of the extreme wardrobe cull I had prior to my move back to UK, I jettisoned all my trousers and jeans because, when I was honest about it, none of them fitted very well. In an attempt to re-populate that section of my wardrobe, I purchased


I'm so sorry if this outfit hurts your eyes. I tried to turn down the contrast but it made the image look wierd. Slobbing Sunday occurred wearing self-stitched 


