

The last month I’ve been working on designing a few products for a friend of mine, who’s launching a new baby boutique soon. I gathered this assortment of wools and cottons and silks and made it up into a scarf and a pillow so you can see the color palette I’m working on. I just love that citrony-mustard color.
The line is going to be called Supafab, and will involve a lot of recycled/upcycled materials and organic fabric. I’m keeping the product line very narrow at first, aiming to make a few different items for the 2-5 age range. In addition to selling in my friend’s shop (which is called Old Skool Baby), I’ll also make them available on supafab.etsy.com and supafab.bigcartel.com. My old Etsy shop will still be around, too, for sharing vintage items as I come across them — at least the ones I can bear to part with. I have this killer size 4t gingham blazer that I can’t quite bring myself to list yet.
Well! So. I wanted to fill you in on that. It’s early stages still but things are coming together. I’m still publishing daily inspiration at my Tumblr blog, also called Supafab; I’d been posting daily here on Supafine, too, but that is unadulterated crazy, so I’m reigning it in a tad. My husband is annoyed that I’ve been posting all this “boring sewing stuff.” I am being nice and refraining from telling him to stuff it. I like what I like.
I’ve also been redoing my home page at supamb.com. If you take a look at it, will you tell me if it looks weird? I haven’t been able to test it except on this Nokia phone (more on that later, too) and the mobile version looks weird. As in like not a mobile version. Argh.
I have some other ideas that I may or may not develop. More on those as I figure out what to do with them.
Mostly, I am just reveling in the fact that, as one commenter pointed out to me about two years ago, IT DOES GET EASIER. Mackie is 2, owen is 4 and a half, my chronic illness is in remission, and I love where I live and I see my family at least once or even twice a month. Sure, I’m still potty training two kids (another story for another day) but compared to even one year ago, life is so much calmer that I actually have the headspace to work on long-term projects. (The fact that we are not selling a house or trying to buy a house or moving house is helpful, as is the last year of me being unemployed, which has also made a wonderful fire alight under my fanny.)
I’ve searched and I can’t find who wrote that comment, but please know that your words and your story stuck with me and gave me hope for the two years.
All right. I feel like I’m babbling here. I’ll leave you to finish your coffee and turn in your TPS reports (or fold the laundry, depending on where it is you’re reading from). Thanks for reading. I mean it. End sappy sincere transmission.