THE MOST COLORFUL GIRL´S DRESS ON EARTH

For my 6-year-old, who knows exactly what she wants and especially – what she doesn´t want to dress ever since she was 4 – I made this dress. We were making it and coming up with ideas together. I am trying to impress her of crafting, so later on in her life she can be creative and explore and make up with something by herself. And I really wish she won´t spend all her free time behind a computer. Anyway – this dress was suppose to be simpler at first – pink, with some simple applications. But because Mummy can´t shut her mouth and questions her daughter all the time what she likes – the little one took advantage and let her imagination fly… And her imagination did not stop in front of a question, how to make a Pinkie Pie from »My little pony« out of fabric. Dress is made out of a pink jersey, with polka-dotted cotton application on top. Like it?

GANGAM – TRAIN – JEANS

These pants were suppose to be children – harem-pants. Since all my three children love a song Gangam Style by Psy (yes, my 2-year-old can dance the choreography of it!) and we´ve seen it in Psy´s video, the Mummy had to sew it. Out of very soft dark-blue jeans I made my first pants for my 3-year-old son. Because of the little train that smokes fumes, that I sew on pants, he was absolutely fascinated! Plus they are jeans-pants, that he wants to wear every single day and for every occasion! I can´t stand hard fabric – neither for me, nor for my children! That´s why these »gangams« seem great for the kindergarden, where children do not wear piyamas for napping. Plus they do not have any buttons, zippers or braces – only jersey-belt. Simple to wear for children to use the toilet alone. Anyway – for me and my little boy – they are the best!

THE NAME - LITTLE-PULLET PLACE

»Putkarna« is slovene for »Little-pullet place«. It comes out of my surname, which is »Cock«. I remember the game – we were playing it in school – we wrote 10 names of boys, 10 places to live, 10 jobs, 10 numbers – in a table. Whatever came in 10-year-old girls mind… Then we randomly picked one of each and in that way we were predicting our future. Which boy we were getting married, where we are going to live, what job we were going to do and the number of our children. The more unusual it was, the better and funnier! And everything I remember out of solutions of this game nowadays is – how I laughed out of my mind, when I picked my place to stay – hen coop. When I look back – maybe that little game became truth! No, I am not living in a hen coop, but I am married to »my Cock« and that became my surname too. That is why I became – hen, little pullet. The name I am using came out of my very poetic husband. I am very grateful to him for all the support of my new interest!