not made in china

Last week I went to my friend Noa's place because we were about to make a skirt. Handmade. How cool is that? She and her mom are like really really good with the sewing machine, and I am like... really willing to learn. I chose the very striped fabric for my skirt and her you see the result. Thank you Noa & Noa's mom! It is still cold outside so the pictures are made behind my house because we couldn't go too far or we would freeze to death. Noa and I are already planning some photoshoots when the sun returns from it's stupid vacation or something. 

I think it is quite strange and hypocrite that we care oh so much about the poor people and we keep buying H&M clothes (not me, it's so mainstream) or other shops, and we know some poor child in China made that trousers, but we ignore those thoughts and keep consuming (in our super awesome consuming society). I hope I can make a change some day. And in the meantime I keep buying stuff because, what would those poor people do if they were us? Donate all their money to nonprofits? Don't think so. People are naturally selfisch. 

I need clothes and I need to be a world-improver, so I think I should make more clothes by myself. At first I need to learn how to, because the clumsiness is taking over me. Can I be a grownup right now? Thank you, God, or anybody up there, if there is something else up there than birds and stars. Something about God. If you believe in God, do you believe is super-good or something? Because he must be a very cruel man/woman to make aids-having women and poor women pregnant. And he 'decides' who gets pregnant, doesn't he? My thoughts tease my brain ALL TIME.

I have got other great news. We are planning to launch the newest blog MAGICAL MUSES at the first of April!!!

- Rosalie

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