I travel, I plant, I paint (mainly walls), I scoot, I tie dye, I write

I can’t stop. I won’t stop. I don’t want to quote Miley but I actually can’t stop tie dying everything. It started a few months ago as an experiment I thought I’d do once and then I’d be satisfied with the results, maybe, and I’d find another thing to do and move on with my life. Get over it, you know? Let it become a distant memory. A conversation piece maybe, ‘yeah I have tie dyed before and it was alright’. That’s my usual ruiteen. But I can’t let go of this urge, this need growing strong in me! It’s alive! What?? I’m not being dramatic. 

These are the photos of my first batch from a few months ago, along with my random every day photos showing that I genuinely reach for these clothes in my cupboard before any others. It’s very typical to see me in my own clothes now. It feels fantastic, and again, I’m not being dramatic. 

I have more clothes to share from other batches and I have a feeling I always will.

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