That has stuck with me ever since, because I had never thought of the things I do and the way I spend my time that way before. Creating things is something I get from my parents and from growing up in a small town. Like, when my aunt from Chandler, Arizona was in my hometown a couple years ago for Thanksgiving... she was craving coffeecake. She asked if there was a Starbucks or bakery nearby. I just laughed because there isn't anything like that in a 30 mile (or more) radius. Instead, I suggested making coffeecake. To me this was the most logical thing to do, it would be relatively quick and easy and fulfill her craving. My aunt and uncle on the other hand were sort of flabbergasted by the idea. We ended up making coffeecake (which was probably devoured in half an hour) and they retold the story of my astonishing idea to make a coffeecake countless times that weekend. In fact, I'm sure they still tell that story from time to time. I guess it comes from being in a small town, you make do with what you have or you make it yourself.
So this weekend. I bought a navy dress for a couple weddings coming up. I had gold shoes and gold and aqua jewelry to go with it. I searched and searched and searched for a suitable clutch to go with the ensemble and found nothing to my liking.
So... what am I going to do? Make one of course! While I didn't get one made in time for the wedding last night, I have another wedding this coming weekend. Hopefully I can get it done by then, check back for updates!