There is no passion to be found playing small – in settling for a life that is less than the one you are capable of living.
Today we played hard at our house which meant that naps hit hard and the house was very quiet for a change. I was so tempted to sit and veg but then I did some self cheerleading and got my rump to the basement and I sewed. Last night I made up a muslin for a basic skirt with the measurements that a “professional” took of me. I thought I was golden! Not the case. It turns out that my measurements weren’t just wrong, they were pretty far off. Me, myself, and I measured my frame up right and redrafted the pattern and cut it out and called it a night.
And today when I went to sew I realized I had cut out the back pattern on the fold. Duh. I need some seam allowance there! So I recut it, but then cut it without seam allowance. I really wasn’t doing myself any favours here and was wondering why I was making such silly mistakes. As my son would say, “oh no, oh well” and so I did a little of this and a little of that and worked it all out one way or another.
Yes it’s not all that flattering, the fabric sticks to me like chocolate on ice-cream, but that’s just a down side to the fabric I chose to create this muslin. Speaking of which, the colours, the colours! Oh yah, I know what you’re singing right now…
I’m a model you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I do my little turn on the catwalk
You know you were singing with me, admit it!
So now I’m going to work on the “creative” part of this pattern piece…I get to play and see if I can warf this plain skirt into something a little more festive. I’m not even thinking of the bodice that will be a sure challenge. Nope, take every little win as it comes, and this my darlings is a WIN!