(By 'developed and sold by the zipper company' I mean they partnered with JUKI, but the machine does exist!)

It DOES require new equipment - equipment developed and sold by the zipper company, naturally.

Technologically it's honestly pretty cool, from a "fashion as materials engineering" standpoint, and I hope the Met Gala goes nuts with it, but what a nightmare for factories to re-tool their workflows!

Didn't you say the other day that your process involves custom-ordered designs? Surely that's original work, if you commissioned it.

It seems bizarre to apply a rule to you this aggressively when you're clearly not the kind of person they're trying to keep out.

I would say try thrift stores, but places without fabric or quilting stores in reasonable driving distance are often the same places with undersupplied thrift stores. probably your best bet is joining one or more sewing groups so you can feel up other people's online fabric orders.

i honestly assumed it was just a population growth thing. all else being equal the population gets a little bigger every year so even if per-person spending stays the same, eventually the total will get very big

I recognized the inspiration instantly! Beautiful work.

it looks like one of those inbred dog breeds with the ab normally short squashed faces. why is it so small!! there's no room for its internal organs!!!

Babylon 5 and Due South are both long-running quality watches.

i don't have bandwidth for the world to be on fire right now, i need to have twelve separate personal dark nights of the soul unrelated to any political bullshit!

I'm so tired of being scared of looking at all the things i haven't done. I'm tired of getting tired just from THINKING about obligations. it's not reasonable. my feelings aren't reasonable! and yet i feel so controlled by them. it's so wearying being an irrational rationalist.

if i try to commit to another long term project with no oversight please just fucking shoot me before i ruin something else

i am a nice person who means well and has a lot of useful skills and big ideas. i am the job equivalent of the kid who gets a good grade on their first essay so they can coast on the teacher's good opinion the rest of the year. despite what is, as near as i can tell, my best efforts otherwise.

i've at least managed to parlay each failure into a slightly more secure position. the unpaid job a very patient friend let me use to fill the gap on my resume, to my "10 hours a month" paid gig, to my current 20 hours a week gig. i am failing upward. crossing each bridge while it's on fire.

fuck that job anyway, who hires someone for "ten hours a month on average" and then gives them a massive open-ended outreach task? i was doomed from the start.

anyway just doing some quiet crying while dumping my feelings to internet strangers. i could talk to my husband about it but then i'd have to tell him how badly i fucked up at work and i just cannot handle his disappointment on top of my own.

and at this point it's looking like I'll have to just deal with being a part-timer instead of getting real maternity leave if i want to have kids before I'm forty. because I'm too broken to handle an adult job search and i absolutely cannot handle gig work to save my life

"how to keep house while drowning" says having kids can actually kick your ass into gear in some ways because a dependant's needs can motivate you in a way your own needs don't, but that's a pretty scary fuckin' roll of the dice

I'm starting to think I'm never going to be able to have kids and it's breaking my heart. I'm turning 35 in a month and I'm still a huge fucking mess making the same exact mistakes I've been making my whole life, except now on a higher plane