Welcome! Some of you may know me from my old blog over at M.I.A.. She's still sitting pretty over there while I continue the transition.
As a quick introduction, my name is Amelia but the family calls me Mia. I've spent the last 5 years or so finishing up college, getting married, and finding myself all over again. I thought I had that all figured out until we moved to North Carolina for David to attend Wake. It was out here that I realized I very much did not want to be spending my days just working a 9-5 until my husband's med school journey was over. Instead of waiting, I decided now was the best time for me to start whatever projects I had been kicking around in my head.
One of the biggest pushes for me to get this blog and shop going was because I was tired of hearing myself say "I can do that," but then never actually doing it. When it comes to creativity, I'm not lacking (truly my husband's perfect half since science goes completely over my head). I love writing, and have been creating stories since I was very young. I would have entire conversations--out loud--with my characters all over our house and yard. My husband likes to joke that I just need to get published and make a bunch of dough then he can just quit school and take care of the kids (no we don't have any yet).
I also am giddy over photography. Self-taught by natural talent and a lot of questions, Skillshare, and more questions to friends and their forever kindness in showing me some great tips and tricks. I am proud of my eye for design and photography, my vanity ends there. My capabilities in sewing come from a wonderfully patient mother who is a seamstress and weaver and talented to boot. My sisters and I have been sewing dresses, pajama pants, and purses since grade school. When I was in college I offered to sew a dress for a dancer for a music video just to impress a boy. Thanks to modern tech and an iPad I was able to have my mom right over my shoulder again re-explaining so much of what I had forgotten. The dress got made, it wasn't perfect, but I suddenly remembered how much I loved creating something with my hands.
A few years later and I was gifted my first sewing machine and then just last year my first serger. Everything suddenly got so very real, and my husband was showing more support than any other harebrained idea I had passed by him and suddenly that little girl in a story I wrote in my head almost 10 years ago wasn't just a character anymore and her name was switched around voila! Prim and Roo came to be.
So welcome to this terrible mess of a journey that we are about to embark on and will most definitely fail at a few times.