I wanted to write something about how I've made a bunch of stuff so far this year (go, me!) but I'm not sure what it all means other than that I have a lot of time on my hands. And that I'm fulfilling a 2019 goal to diversify my crafting. The end.
The truth of it is I have been on cold medicine for the better part of a week and I am grateful to be on the other side of it. I filled a whole Banana Republic bag (the shopping spree kind) with Kleenex. I watched Mrs. Maisel and New Scandinavian Cooking and sad stuff on PBS Create that reminds me I'm a sick person lounging on a couch.
I am consciously thinking about things that give me daily pings of pleasure: the sound of separating orange portions; the softness of Margot's belly; snow that feels like styrofoam when you brush it off the car; the moment when bias facing miraculously fits the neckline you're sewing.
Yes, between nose blows and lie-downs I cut and pieced together fabric for my summer wardrobe, on the eve of the latest, seemingly endless snow forecast.
The weekend before I came down with the crud, I made my first Willow Tank over the course of about six hours. Shocked that it actually turned out, I vowed to take that momentum and repeat the process in half the time. I did better: I made Willow #2 in 2.5 hours, a few days later.
Here's the first, made with a shirting fabric I found at Joann:
The second was made with linen, also found at Joann:
These are the first clothing items I've made so far that don't feel like something I've sewn. If you know what I mean. I am not conscious of things I could have done better, they actually fit like something I would buy, and I am really happy with how they feel.
It's a good trend and THE POINT OF THIS POST is to remember I can do this.
I am consciously thinking about things that give me daily pings of pleasure: the sound of separating orange portions; the softness of Margot's belly; snow that feels like styrofoam when you brush it off the car; the moment when bias facing miraculously fits the neckline you're sewing.
Yes, between nose blows and lie-downs I cut and pieced together fabric for my summer wardrobe, on the eve of the latest, seemingly endless snow forecast.
The weekend before I came down with the crud, I made my first Willow Tank over the course of about six hours. Shocked that it actually turned out, I vowed to take that momentum and repeat the process in half the time. I did better: I made Willow #2 in 2.5 hours, a few days later.
Here's the first, made with a shirting fabric I found at Joann:
The second was made with linen, also found at Joann:
These are the first clothing items I've made so far that don't feel like something I've sewn. If you know what I mean. I am not conscious of things I could have done better, they actually fit like something I would buy, and I am really happy with how they feel.
It's a good trend and THE POINT OF THIS POST is to remember I can do this.
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