Some recent projects with little narration (oh, you know me: I start it simple and start jabbering)
Part of Rata’s birthday invitation. Here I am imitating the Ladybird Second Picture Dictionary, but really Louis did the whole thing because if there is one thing he cannot stand, it is watching me try to use InDesign. I’m actually okay at it once I remember which way is up, but Louis will have snatched the laptop long before that happens. Now for the cake.
I made a skirt the other weekend, and as soon as I cut it out I could tell it wasn’t going to work for me. Here I am officially giving up the dream of a pencil skirt (it was straighter than the picture shown) – it shall be nicely shaped A-lines the whole way, my dear waist and hip measurements. Why work against your real shape? But sensing that what I had started might be a nice present for someone, I summoned the strength to finish the skirt (leaving the hem for later) and sought an owner. And it fit Louis’ mum perfectly! As an added bonus, I now know which pattern to use for future presents.
Today has been a rotten day, but I did somehow manage to make covers for two foam squabs for Rata’s playroom. I made it up as I went along, but by the time it came to making buttonholes, I was well and truly over it. So I sewed a few non-functioning buttons to hold things in place, reasoning that I will cut them off when I need to wash the covers and sew buttonholes then. I started off with plans to sew on all thirteen of those buttons… yeah, I did three on the other cover and one for this one:
They are very wonky, but I’m telling myself that the point of the exercise was the learning of the technique. Rata’s going to trash them anyway, right? Right? Wrong. I’m going to look at these pillows all the time now, and mentally try to right their faults. The fabric is cool though. And I will have a few more squabs soon. They will be excellent for playing ‘Lava’ with.
Now I’m pondering a cape with some olive plaid wool, top left – it’s too ‘school-y’ for a skirt, so I’m thinking my own version of Wilhe and Lucy’s hooded capes, along the lines of a publicity shot in this week’s paper of Rosy Tin Teacaddy, the band across the street with a new album out. Yes, the music is lovely, but Holly’s clothes are very distracting. I want them all.