There’s a lot of talk about ‘do what you love and you’ll never have to work a day in your life.’ It’s great if you love your work but that sentiment doesn’t help with when you simply have to take whatever work is available or if you’re not in a position to do what you love each day. I wonder if we’re missing something when we hold up never having to ‘work a day in your life’ as a goal? Continue reading
Believe it or not, I’ve been sewing – one project per month. Life and schedules have changed but I’ve tried to maintain a commitment to one nap time spent sewing each week.
I completed the Washi Top last autumn. Just in time for a wet, cold winter and a spring that wouldn’t truly start until May.
With a winter that occasionally looked like this, I mostly wore sweaters and scarves.
It warmed up enough to wear this shirt as I entered my 8th month of pregnancy. The Washi shirt has an empire waist and shirring in the back so it fit my pregnant body.
This blouse fit for most of my pregnancy (until the last few weeks) and fits my postpartum body as well. The postpartum phase is a good time for pretty fabrics and empire waists that work with my evolving body. It was easy for me to appreciate my pregnant body but I’m still learning to be with the sagging body that remains after the baby is born.
I made the most interesting mistake yet while sewing this shirt. I accidentally sewed a hair clip into the lining. When I first tried on the finished shirt, the fit in the bodice was really weird. I was momentarily discouraged then I realized the hair clip was sandwiched inside.
It took time to make this mistake because I was hand sewing the lining. I’m really not sure how the hair clip stayed put through the process but it did. It has since been removed and the fit is much improved.
Note: I have linked to the Washi pattern because I think it’s a great pattern. At the date of this posting, I do not receive any financial benefit from my links.
Dress right for your body type, they said.
Large women should wear large prints, small women should wear small prints, they said.
Don’t wear skin-tight clothes, they said. Continue reading
So, I decided to spend nap time remembering the time I cut up my family’s clothes to make them Christmas gifts.
In my work as a freelance anthropologist (yes, I just gave myself that title), I’ve discovered an interesting phenomenon that people refer to as ‘goin out’.
**Note: it’s a social blunder to pronounce the ‘g’ at the end of ‘going’ when using the word in this context. You’ll be ousted as a person-who-doesn’t-get-out-much. It’s probably also a blunder to use blunder. You’ll immediately be identified as someone who is clearly not with it. ** Continue reading