It may be Day 76 of my 120-day fabric and pattern embargo, which means 44 days still to go, but that doesn't mean I forego all sewing-related treats. My playtime budget allows for the purchase of one sewing book every two months, and this month I indulged in
this one, which I have been lusting after for some time:
OMG I love, love, love this stuff.
Natalie Chanin is a creative genius. I have spent hours perusing this book (and the
flickr group) since it arrived in my mailbox a few days ago. A very different kind of sewing from what I normally do, and something I must try for myself.
I'm thinking of dipping a toe in these waters with something small. Like that
ratty old 12x16 pillow on my deck chair. A new cover for that would be a good use for some old Ts from my closet. Like that pink sleeveless one with the lemon juice bleach spots on the front (oops), and the green one soiled by an oily salad dressing spot (darn), and hey, that tissue-weight turquoise top I spilled coffee on (drat). I see great possibilities here.
Or maybe I should put all thoughts of reconstructed jersey sewing aside and make myself a bib.
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