A line without rhyme or reason

I am slowly in the process of developing a new company. I'm not really suppose to be a personal shopper, at Macy's, and do things on the side that might be a conflict of interest (which is not the same as all of my interests conflicting) so, hush hush! Here is the logo. . .

I haven't really defined exactly what Maeve Barton will be (or, what it will be at first, as eventually it will be many things, including "Maevery By Maeve Barton"). But Maeve means "intoxicating" and one definition of Barton that I found means : a farmyard; the lands of a manor reserved for the Lord's use. So by that definition Maeve Barton will be an irresistible and intoxicating farmyard of products, reserved for the Lord's use.

Meet Alexis

She's a little spaz. She's seven weeks old and I think that last night was the first night that she slept without her little brothers, she seemed really lonely. Kyle and she are going to get along just great (though I wish I could say the same for she and Lucious. Lucious does not know how to handle a puppy.) She was just eating a packaging penut and I asked Kyle to take it away from her because I did not want it to get lodged in her intestines (I have a history of dog's eating strange things, and those things getting . . . stuck). He responded that they were made of corn starch and not going to kill her. I asked if they were edible and he said, "well I've eaten them and I'm fine."














chewing on the inside of my purse.

South Mountain

We went for a little hike in the mountains and had a great time. Unfortunately we ran out of water and didn't get to go very far.

































I did manage to get stung by a bee in the short time that we were out. This is the stinger that Kyle pulled out of my neck.



Lucious' photo for the cover of his next major motion picture - Dog Runner

Project 9 of many. . .

This is a quilt that I made for my friend Melody. Melody only sees in black and white so I wanted to make something for her that we would both see the same way. I also had no idea of knowing if it would be pretty or not if I made it in color. When Kyle told me that he liked it better than the quilt I made him I knew that I had done my job. . .

Project 8 of Many. . .

I cannot recall exactly when I made this, but I believe it was during the early stages of my broken foot. It's been pilled up in a ball for awhile, which is why it is so wrinkly. While I was doing the straps on this dress I came up with this really cool idea for something else which I drew somewhere so that I wouldn't forget it. If I ever find the piece of paper I drew the idea on and get a bunch of chiffon I'll make sure to post it.
























The straps are made of one long cord