More Bleach.

I can't stop bleaching flannel.  Its so addictive.

Flannel pant.

Each one unique.

They're out on the clothesline drip drip dripping, where they'll be all night long under the stars.  I do think hanging under the stars is an important ingredient in the making of these Bleached Boho Beauties.

Subtle, very subtle.  I might add some paint and spatter to these two.


Inside the house there's some serious pinning going on.

And this.  Well, I did not like it one bit but I had to document it in the morning sunshine first thing today.