prepare to be aesthetically insulted.

its 4am, i've pulled most of my records for tomorrow (metric crapton of things to do tomorrow during the day, thus the advance planning) but i'm not fussing with them right now, i'm finishing an outfit. bad bethany for having such a fischerspooner moment! ;)

at least i have them playing in the background, but the 5000 stich-per-minute motor is obscuring the subtleties a bit...