My Sunday

I woke up this morning and wanted to accomplish something. Do you ever have days like these? Ones where you are wired from the moment you wake up.

I started by making buttermilk pancakes. They were only so-so and not really very good or satisfying. Then the dog got a bath. Now she smells like coconut and is all fluffy and white. I got soaked, the floor got washed (a fortunate byproduct of dog bathing), and every towel needed to be washed and dried. That still was not quite what I was looking for so I entered the sewing room.

This past Tuesday I started working on the Butterick 1954 dress pattern from the last post. The fabric is cut and pinned to the dress form, but I wanted something quicker. So I looked through my fabric and my patterns and decided to cut out a simple A-line skirt in a really pretty and super soft aqua corduroy that my mom gave me a few years ago. There was only a meter and I wasn't sure that the pieces would all fit, but lucky for me they did. I sewed away; putting in an invisible zipper, opting to replace the waist band with ribbon, and even using my blind hem presser foot (for the first time!) to figure out a blind hem. I'm not super happy with the hem, but as a first shot at a blind hem I think it's fine. It may get redone at a later date but it is definately wearable. All in all the skirt was easy and quick (I even managed to do all my laundry at the same time). I was impressed that the skirt was finished and worn out for a walk with Miss Kya at 3:30. Not bad, not bad at all.