I’ve been sewing for a while now but I still get those anxious feelings at the start of every project. Will I like it? Will it turn out the way I want it to? Will the fabric suit the pattern? Will I make a mistake? Will I run out of fabric? Will I finish it? Will it fit? Will it suit me/my daughter? Will she wear it? Will I wear it? Will.i.am? Continue reading
Heard that one before?
When I tell people I sew, most people immediately think of all the clothes they have that need mending. And how easy it would be for me to hem their trousers, sew on a missing button, repair a hole. Let it be clear, I love sewing. I hate mending. And I reckon most people that sew would tell you the same thing.
But I’m guilty of such faux pas myself, in the past I’m sure I’ve said to a teacher “Oh! how nice it must be to have the summer off.”
To a physio, “I’ve a really annoying pain in my shoulder, when I move my arm like this, what should I do?”
To a DJ “Play something that everyone will get up and dance to”.
To a traffic warden… actually I don’t talk to traffic wardens. Continue reading
Move over watermelon, step aside pineapple, right now the banana is having a fashion moment. Continue reading
I have a friend who copies me even to the point of ordering the same food at a restaurant. Every. Single. Time. I find myself purposely not showing her things or telling her where I get things from for fear that moments later she’ll be Googling and adding to basket. I don’t feel flattered, I feel irritated. She’s a chronic copy cat, infringing on my self expression, it’s a form of identity theft but without the consequences.
The days when silk pyjamas were worn as elegant evening attire are over (I think). But soft, cosy cotton ones are here to stay (I hope). Don’t get me stated about those slovenly people who wear their pyjamas to the supermarket and on the school run, Continue reading