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Monday, April 5, 2010

City Meets Country Scotland Means Style

my garment is in the back behind the girl in the forefront.  so you can't see mine too well.  but I'll post more pictures later.  :)  but my art work is above so you can see what my designs were to look like.  I was going to layer more with chiffon but I ran out of time because I easily get overwhelmed and resort to the necessities in finishing garments. 

Sometime late last October I was sitting inside Professor Stipleman's office working on my artwork for a senior portfolio.  It was near his lunch time and Professor Hefferen came to remind him he couldn't spend too much time with me since he needed to eat before the meeting for the Scottish contest that FIT would be hosting.  Professor Stipleman turned to me and in his subtle voice asked if I were going.  "Yes, of course I'm going"  were the words that came out of my mouth.  I had seen the posters advertising the contest and had seriously considered entering but as the weeks passed my responsibilities seemed to loom over my head as they somehow always do and the contest seemed an impossible event.  but forward to that half an hour in Professor Stipleman's office I was in the right place at the right time.  I went to that meeting and fixed my mind on entering the Scottish Contest.  My inspiration was found in Robert Burns, Barren Trees and the close link between life and death.  Twelve finalists were chosen, I was among them, Christmas came and went, School began again and I started on my garment.  Today, April 5th was the awards Ceremony at the Newcomb club on 14th street.  I entered the elevator with a friend and fellow finalist, and professor Middleton, a former professor from my first and fourth semesters.  inside the elevator we met with a Scottish contest rep. along with four models wearing finalist designs, among them was my design.  We mingled, others drank, I sipped sprite, and told my friend Gislane why I don't drink.  ;)  then the time came to announce the winners.  there was a slide show being shown displaying Scottish Fashions and then all of a sudden I saw one of the finalist garments, then another, then mine, professionally shot and beautiful.  My name was announced first as the 3rd Place winner.  Walking on wabbly legs and feet I made my way to the front, shook hands with an important Scottish lady and posed to have my picture taken beside the model, my design, and the important Scottish Lady. 

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Saturday, January 16, 2010

Happy Birthday to my sister Anne

Today is my oldest sister, Anne's, Birthday. Growing up Anne always watched over me and made me feel safe, protected me from anything that might ever harm me. She would lull me to sleep when I was a child by reciting her Bedtime goodbye.

"Good night, sleep tight, don't let the bed bugs bight if they do bite them back - see you later alligator, in a while crocodile, maybe afternoon raccoon."

Before she went off to college we would drive around the streets of Salt Lake blasting the radio as loud as we could. we loved Debbie Gibson, Chicago (thanks to Frankie), and any other hit 80's songs that played over the radio. Our eternal excuse was our music was too good to keep all for ourselves. Annie Bananie was feisty as a firefly and her hair was as curly as lambs wool. She let me play barber shop on her anytime I wanted.

for my birthday present one year I was gifted all the barbie cloths that Anne could make for me. In my mind that meant a barbie outfit anytime I asked for one. In Anne's mind her gift meant ONE Barbie outfit. ;) she did a good job on the one. Anne's gift made me want to make my own barbie cloths, my single attempt of a two seamed rectangle piece of fabric was no were near as good as her "Peaches and Cream Barbie" evening gown replica. After Anne went off to college she met her Prince Charming. When she came back to visit she would no longer let me blast out the radio as we drove around the streets of Salt Lake, this Prince had forever mellowed my fiery, feisty Anne... but just in neighborhood noise control. When Anne married Edd Prince, my friend Meggan Lorimer, told me she felt like she was loosing a sister. funny I thought, because I was the one really loosing the sister. but I wasn't really loosing anything, instead I was gaining a better family and Anne and her Prince went off and began a life of their own.

If it weren't for Anne Rachael Cutler Prince I would not...
feel comfortable driving today
sleep well at night :) thanks to her sweet lullaby's when I was a child, I never wanted her to leave.
have ever tried bluebell ice cream (officially the best ice cream in the world, and I don't even like ice cream that much)
had curry chicken
held her little children in my arms, and given them hugs and told them that I love them because they belong to my sister. :)
have had someone to turn to when my nightmares got to be to bad.
have had the lectures only a sister can give when I needed them.
basically I am a happier person because of my sister Annie Bananie
she taught me that I will never find happiness in the future if I cannot find happiness in the present.
that is the most valuable lesson Anne has ever taught me.

I love you Annie

Pretty Paradise

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the burj al arab dubai hotel

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The Beating Sun in a Far Away Land

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the clear blue pond outside the souks in Dubai

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At Jumireah Beach in Dubai

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