>Where are you? >Sylvia
I am about an hour's drive west of Toronto, Ontario. But I'm happy to ship to anywhere in the world. :-) I just realised that my soon-to-be ex had uploaded all of my portfolio to his Picasa account, thinking I needed a copy. I had them in my drive, but this is a convenient mistake: http://picasaweb.google.com/49victor/KathySCostuming It's not sorted yet, and I don't currently have access to the account to do any sorting. Any men's wear, children's wear or anything pre-1600 is not for sale. Anything else I will consider. Although I would really like to keep my hoop dress, the right price will sell it. I can always make another one. >I am so sorry to hear that. Where do you live? I can paint/sew, etc. and >would be happy to help. I'm pretty good with tools, too. Comes from years as >a theatre tech. >For the costumes: >This was posted on Tribe >Lost Colony buildings destroyed in fire <snip> >Sharon Hmmmmm.... I wonder if I called to offer my collection, we could come to an arrangement. Thanks for the offer. If you were anywhere near me, I'd have you here in a heartbeat. :-) I have so much to do, all little annoying things, some need professionals. My SIL is a lighting engineer and interior designer that used to stage houses for realtors, so as far as that goes, I have a good consultant. We are having a grand time spending his money to fix the house he no longer lives in. ;-) >Have you heard the one about the woman whose husband and new girlfriend/wife >wanted to move into her home, which she couldn't afford now he had dumped >her? She put fresh shrimp in the hollow curtain rods and moved out. *L* Yes, I have heard it. I thought about pushing a chunk of roadkill into the mattress, but I'd have to find a way of opening a seam, then replacing it without being noticeable. I just thought my perfume would be nauseating enough to him that he won't sleep well. This is the stuff that he said not long ago he liked because it reminded him of me. And incidentally, my mother bought me so much of it, I could bathe in the lotion and bottles of perfume. I'm just going to spray, smear and powder that damned thing until it reeks, then package it up in plastic, looking like I am being pleasant and efficient. It'll be too late by the time he gets it to his "cozy, furnished and convenient little basement apartment" that he'll be stuck with it. He can't afford to buy a new one now, anyway. The smell will go away - eventually. Yes, I am evil! Kathy ~who's ex thinks my making comments in an email about cold beds is funny. He didn't see my face when I wrote it~ Ermine, a lion rampant tail nowed gules charged on the shoulder with a rose Or barbed, seeded, slipped and leaved vert (Fieldless) On a rose Or barbed vert a lions head erased gules. It’s never too late to be who you might have been. -George Eliot Tosach eólais imchomarc. - Questioning is the beginning of knowledge. Who you are is contained inside, and no one can change that. They can only assist you in denying who you are, but not indelibly reshape you to their own image. Get a sneak peak at messages with a handy reading pane with All new Yahoo! Mail: http://mrd.mail.yahoo.com/try_beta?.intl=ca _______________________________________________ h-costume mailing list [email protected] http://mail.indra.com/mailman/listinfo/h-costume
