Gowns & Cloaks
Stitchin' Witches
Gowns & Cloaks
Hi, my name is Cindy and I am a Stitchin Witch:)
I have been sewing gowns since I was old enough to reach the sewing foot, I have been doing ebay for 6 years now, and let me tell you, it has been anything but boring. :) I love being able to work at home. I can't tell you the last time I had a job that I loved this much.
Quality promise
I have added a few more styles and plan on adding more for the up coming year. I want to talk a little about my gowns. All the gowns you see are done hand and by me, I serge and double stitch as well as finish all seams, I also press all my seams and take great care in detailing, all my beaded trim is hand stitched, so your gown will be very durable and last you for years to come. :) All of my bodices are boned (steel boning) and stiffened with heavy interfacing as well as lined (I also make corsets). You will not have a gown made out of 1.00 a yard sale fabric and I do not cut corners, all my fabric is specialty ordered, and made here in the USA, so I can give you the best price possible with top quality fabric. I don't do cookie cutter gowns, each gown is made as though I was going to be the one wearing it, and done with the individuality of each buyer. Ordering gowns are done on-line and I work from measurements that you send. Keep in mind that peck season starts in February until November so Order as early as possible, sometimes I have to cut off ordering until I get caught up, All the gowns shown on my site are sample gowns and some fabric may not be available please email prior to ordering
I like to keep a variety of different styles and different era's as well. (My specialty is Wedding gowns and wedding parties) I also make ritual garb, Wiccan wear and cloaks (lots of cloaks, I have tons of wool all of which is Quality Pendleton wool that I purchase straight from the Pendleton wool Mill) and lined with hidden pockets and full hoods. I have had great success with custom work fitting like a glove. :) When you buy a Stitchin' Witches gown you are buying a quality made gown not a costume gown.
I am going to be adding a Celtic Knot embroidery section to my site. What this means is that you will be able to purchase a Celtic knot embroidery on your bodice, cloak or have a pouch and arm gauntlets to make you ensemble very unique and different. Be sure to ask about your favorite Knot work
There are no refunds on customs or ebay gowns all sales are final.
Note to Brides
I have been doing this on line for 7 years now. Please keep in mind that I am not exclusive to only you.
I have anywhere between 12-20 Brides at any given time. I am pretty good about remembering everyone of my
brides, but do on occasion forget who you are, when emailing just assume I wont remember by signing your email, Please keep in mind that I am usually working on several gowns at once, Please don't yell at your seamstress, don't panic if I'm not panicking, I have never missed a wedding date =o)
My Friends
I am a animal Lover, my very favorite is Ferrets, they are the most sweetest little creatures and the most exploited. I am a foster Mom for the Oregon Ferret Shelter, and This means that I take care of the ones that usually don't get Adopted from the Shelter, The older ones, the ones with behavior problems or the ones that are sick and require allot of special care. The thing that I have learned most of all, is that if you are going to be a ferret owner you need to be very dedicated, and the friends that I have met at the Oregon Ferret Shelter are the most dedicated ferret lovers I have ever seen. Dave and Chris are 2 very special people.
sssssshhhhhhhh=o) if they are not sleeping they are into something
We recently lost one of our new baby's His name was Oliver and even throw he was only here a short time he will be truly missed
Please visit and if you can help out the Shelter please do.
click on the ribbon for a heart felt video on adopting ferrets
More Friends
A dream, a plan… a reality.
A powerful coming together of the right people at the right time, with the result being very magical.
The ‘Standing Stones Project’ began manifesting in the Autumn of 1999 when approximately 100 people gathered in a private garden in Oregon, each with a common goal… to create a gift to those who have gone before, in a way that would honor the past.
By the end of that first day there were a few busted knuckles, a couple of strained muscles, and a lot of satisfied smiles!
But seventeen tons of stone don’t just stand up on their own!
The trail these stones took to reach the Garden was a long one. From their origin near Lake Moses Washington, to their serendipitous arrival at the rock yard in Vancouver the very morning of our visit(!), there was a power at work much greater than just our desire for a standing stone circle.
We had made a few scouting trips prior to that day, and saw some nice stones. They were interesting enough, but nothing that really felt ‘awesome’. But that afternoon in the Summer of ’99, when the guy at the quarry said “well, I have two big ones that just came in this morning. We didn’t order them, and I don’t know what to do with them. Would you like to see?”.
“Sure, we’ll have a look” we replied.
And there they were, with ‘awesome’ just glowing around them!
We knew right away, these were the ones we’d waited for. A pair of ten foot long basalt columns that totaled nearly fourteen tons!
But be careful what you wish for, ‘cause you might just get it!
Now that we had them, how would we get them upright? The plan all along had been to do it without any modern machines, in a way that the ancient Celts might have worked… ropes and pulleys, and lots and lots of muscle!
But these stones were HUGE! Could we do it? Nobody was sure, but we knew that everyone’s best effort would be put forth to try!
And so it was.
The big day arrived, and people started showing up early, not quite sure what to expect. There were some whom none of us had ever met before (nor have we seen them since), but they had heard of what was happening and just felt ‘called’ to be a part of the project.
The holes had been dug, three 18 foot power poles had been set in place the weekend prior, and the pulleys were attached to these. The rigging was laid out, and positions assigned.
Then a group meeting to make sure everyone understood what we were doing, and why.
Finally, with about 50 people on each of two long ropes stretched out across the neighbor’s field, we began to pull.
“All together now, on the beat of the drum!”
Bang! The first stone started to slide off of the trailer. Whew, at least we now knew we could actually move them!
Bang! It’s starting down the ramp!
Bang! Gravity was in charge now, as this big rock slid down the ramp and into the three foot hole, slamming into the far side with a ground shaking THUD! And then a big round of cheers, followed by a short break while everyone checked on the progress.
But with another stone left to go, we were fighting the daylight. So, everyone back on the ropes! It took a little while to get the first stone perfectly perpendicular, with a few adjustments of the rigging necessary, as well as a change or two in the plan. But hey, who knew? None of us had ever done anything like this before!
Then finally, it was up!
And while some of the gang took the truck on the three hour round trip to get the other stone, the rest of us back-filled the hole, reset the rigging, and took turns washing the now standing stone. We danced and celebrated, but only for a while. There was still work to be done.
The second stone arrived, and was greeted with big smiles as the ropes were attached. Although the bottom was irregular and required a bit of customizing of the hole, this only slightly smaller stone was eventually raised in the same manner as the first, just as the Sun was setting.
So there they were, standing proud and looking happy in their new home. The first part of the dream had come true!
The raising of the lintel stone would have to wait for a year and a half, until the perfect stone was found. But finally a beautiful piece of granite revealed itself to us. Twelve feet long and weighing over three tons, this stone has veins of quartz running through it’s length, as well as tiny flecks of pyrite which glistens like gold in the rare Oregon sun.
The shape lent itself perfectly to our plan. But the process would be very different from that used to raise the uprights. Whereas the uprights had been ‘tilted’ into place, this new stone would require a dead-lift to raise it into it’s desired position atop the basalt columns.
Many ideas were mulled over, with the final plan being to off-load the lintel from the trailer to a position on the ground in between the two uprights. A frame would then be built using more discarded power poles, with a pulley centered over the stone. The stone would then be lifted up to a point above the top of the uprights, and then ‘turned’ into place and gently lowered down.
That sounded good, but would it work?
The frame creaked heavily during the two test lifts, but everything held within design parameters. A few minor changes to the rigging, and…
The plan worked to perfection!
As the lintel stone cleared the top of the uprights, and the overall vision got closer to reality, the energy amongst the group became a tangible thing!
The precariously dangling stone hovered twelve feet above the ground as four of the group pushed on it with poles to turn it into position. Then… down!
As it first came to rest upon the uprights there was a hush.
And then the greatest cheer you’d ever want to hear, as the dream was seen for the first time as a reality!
We patted ourselves on the back briefly before realizing that we were not yet finished. The lintel sat nicely on the columns, but it was not centered. It would have to be lifted two more times before it sat square, but this was an easy adjustment.
And when it was done we knew that we had created something really special in the modern world, sans technology!
Ladders were set in place, and ecstatic people took turns dancing on the new stone gate. The party lasted long into the night, with most of the group spending the night.
And what awaited them the next morning was truly ‘the stuff that dreams are made of’.
By Pete Hope
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