An old guy is busy stitching on a quilt -- made of women's panties. His favorites are the ones he's wheedled out of women friends, giving them what he calls "weird sentimental value." Sez he:
As long as they're nylon or acetate, rayon or silk. No polyester! I don't want them CHEAP, dollar-store, not-sexy, farmgirl panties. I want classy. Silk or nylon. You know, sexy. Victoria Secret.
Okayyyy....
I did see an absolutely gorgeous quilt top-dressed with lacy women's underwear. It's maker told me she stitched on the frilly, elaborate stuff she'd always wanted to wear -- but could never fit into. (She was quite slim...perhaps we women never feel small enough.) This was a great piece -- and it won a number of national prizes.
I also came across a funnier version, paper-pieced, of 'tighty whitey' style blocks.
This guy's quilt is more a part of the National Department of Weird. (Although this piece, commissioned by Frank Zappa, leaves his in the dust.) The man himself looks like he might be a charter member of that august institution...
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
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