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Shrimp Hat Wedding? Count Me In!

Shrimp Hat Wedding? Count Me In!

engagementring

I had dinner with my friend Hitoko a week or two ago. She is one of my favourite people because her laugh is so outrageously, bawdily contagious and she claims to be a "medium sized woman" even though she is tiny. She also indulged me the year we worked together where I only spoke in acronyms. Maybe because she was the only one who could understand them. (Don't worry, those days stopped when I was no longer being exposed to hat lacquer. That stuff is TOXIC.).

During the dinner she broke the news that she bought an engagement/promise ring for her partner Lisa. I was squealing and excited, of course, and she dug out the ring to show me.

Unfortunately, this is when the waitress came back to the table, pausing uncertainly and making surprised faces. I opened the box and....

It was empty! I was all set to make happy surprised faces and that's what happened even as my brain was like "Stop! There's no ring!" which led to a slightly happy smirk with confused eyebrows. The waitress looked as confused as I felt, but her face also had a touch of heartbreak added in. Understandable, as at least I knew it wasn't a ring for ME.

Hitoko was laughing uncontrollably and saying "Shit! I forgot I took the ring out! A-Hah! Imagine that's what I did with Lisa?!" during which the waitress caught on and made herself scarce.

We chatted about the reception and this is where it gets good:

Hitoko: I want people to be DRESSED UP at this wedding party thing. Me: Oh. Like, um, black tie? Hitoko: NO. I want you to wear your ****ing shrimp hat! (We made a medieval headpiece in a shrimp colour when we were milliners but it got cut before it was finished and ready for stage so I took it home) Me: silence as I wonder if I am invited or not Hitoko: By the way, you are totally coming. Me: I've never been able to wear the shrimp hat in public. I will DEFINITELY be there!

So if you see a tall girl on the street, dressed to the nines and wearing a shrimp ring on her head, you can wave. Because I am heading to one of the best parties of my life and I will wave back even if you are a complete stranger.

(Background image of cafe taken by suvodeb.)

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