Has it ever happened to you? You didn’t realize something you own is missing. You haven’t needed it or even thought about it in a while, but then you realize it’s missing and you become obsessed with finding it? That’s what happened to me this weekend… I tore my house apart looking for it. My black and red Red Hot Chili Peppers zip up hoodie is MIA. It looks like this:
It all started last week when I bought a new sweatshirt at Winners. I knew I didn’t need it, in fact, I know I have waaaay too many already. How many? I have a spare bedroom closet full. Literally. There’s nothing but sweatshirts, zip ups and hoodies in there (ok, and a tablecloth or two). But I thought to myself, hey, why not. You haven’t bought a new sweatshirt in a long time. (That of course, is a lie I bought a really cool grey Obey pullover late last year, but this is how we rationalize when we shop amirite ladies?) So I bought it. It’s still in the bag. I haven’t even tried it on yet.
I realized my treasured hoodie was missing once I started thinking about all the sweatshirts in my closet and because the band’s Winnipeg concert is fast approaching and because I have been doing some spring cleaning. The spring cleaning led me to uncover a long-dormant project I have been working on for years. Yeah, I know. But it’s been low priority. That, and I suck with a sewing machine so I’ve been doing it all by hand and my hands are tired.
This is my punk rock quilt. (Yes, I know not all the bands on here are punk, but it’s a majority rules kind of title.) It is mainly comprised of t-shirt I have acquired at shows over the years. I’m quite proud to say I have seen 95% of the bands on here live. This is my crafty tribute the music that I love.
I have hard time throwing things away. Especially things that have some sentimental value. So I put them all together here. (Hindsight; I probably should have looked at one of the dozens of guides available online on how to do this an easier way…) I am almost done but I want, nay need, to include my Peppers hoodie, which has especially high sentimental value. I got it at the show where I met Flea backstage. But that’s another story for another time.
So if you see it, let me know.