I'm sure I'll soon be back to my usual non-crafty posts, but today I'm feeling a return to the roots of this blog is in order. I do, after all, make stuff.
I can't say I've been knitting much stuff. I went and overwhelmed myself with too many projects (last count, 15) and, once again, my fiber love waned. But it didn't really matter, because there's a new boy in town and he's lovin' me up just fine -- sewing. No, you can't do it all the time. People would surely look at me funny if I took my sewing machine to work to get in a little topstitching in between classes. For the times when I need to get my discreet stitch on, all those knitted WIPs still come in handy. For the other times, the times when I'm left in the peace of my own home, or with the comforting camaraderie of my sewing class comrades, I'm all about the machine. Especially now that I've made the wondrous skirtness you see before you.
Unless your first skirt is a total flop, there's no way to get around wearing it until the seams nearly come apart. I've had the decency not to take pictures every day I've worn the skirt (as that would number in the zillions), but here are a few more.
I won't bore with further declarations of sewing love, but I will say that I made it from Vogue 7416. It wasn't that I adored the pattern so much -- I'm still not a fan of the v-shaped waist band -- but, rather, that I was lured by the $5 pattern price. I do like the fabric a lot as any form of denim will do me swell, but, again, ten bucks for two yards didn't hurt. I didn't want to have to resort to eating cat food over a skirt that didn't come out right. Luckily, it did. Luckily, I enjoyed making it. Luckily, I love it.