On a Saturday.
Having my sewing stuff spread out between three different places is inconvenient for many reasons (although it’s helpful for minimizing the appearance of how much actual stuff there actually is…). Not least of which, I only had one pin cushion (the darling little mousie I won from 3 Hours Past yonks ago), which obviously can only live at one place at a time. At home, I was making do with a little stuffed eyeball originally made for a kid’s class project.
I love my children.
Despite being satisfyingly quirky/creepy, especially when stuck full of pins, the eyeball has two drawbacks as a pin cushion. It’s pretty tiny, first off, so the number of pins it can comfortably house is small, but worse, some combination of the fabric it’s made with and the fabric it’s stuffed with make it quite hard to shove pins into. Not ideal.
So when I wanted to use some of the new glass-headed silk pins (It’s also Steph’s fault that I’m completely addicted to these now, by the way) I picked up at the local fabric store’s New Years sale, I needed someplace a bit more spacious to put them. This black and yellow cotton is from a small piece of stuff my Grandma gave me a while back. I like the idea of having that as a pincushion I’ll use for ages and ages. In fact, the only thing I’m regretting is not hunting down some sawdust for a proper stuffing. But Steph’s mousie has just regular stuffing, too, and has held up just fine—the nicest thing about the sawdust is it’s heavier, so doesn’t skitter away when you try to poke a pin in it. And I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t've been able to find stuffing before 8:00 am.
All of which is a LOT more than I planned to write about a silly little pin-cushion.