This blog is what happens when you give up paid work and make a pact to sew ALL the clothes. I’ve sewn since I was a kid, but have given it away more times than I care to admit. If a thing doesn’t fit, I just can’t have it in my wardrobe.
I will not allow myself to be become a quilter until I have this ‘fit thing’ under my wing!! My 2 delightful little darlings of 17 and 21 bribe me to sew for them, especially Princess who, like me, is quite bustular. Sonny Boy Jim won’t ever get a tailored jacket until he demonstrates some room tidying skills.
My very understanding husband enjoys foot acupuncture – walking barefoot into the sewing dungeon is not recommended for the faint hearted.