The Scissors Family
The crunch is here and as usual I’m not ready. Precious minutes are trickling away when I could be Accomplishing Things. So, I’ll keep this brief.
Sewing World called and the psycho-god scissors were in (pictured bottom right). My willpower shredded under their seductive snipping, and they came home with me. Cutting with them is almost like… hmm, maybe I won’t go there. Let’s just say cutting may no longer be my least favourite part of sewing. The blades are very short, something on the packaging it touting equal length for blade and handle as being important for some reason. Oookay, if you say so. All I know is they cut like… mmmm…. ok, just give me a moment (fans self). The most comfy for the hands are still the old blue ones, though.
Fabric: for niece's dress (left) and my Lonsdale (right). Yes, a print!
I bought fabric.
I started a dress.
It’s neither Lonsdale nor for me. *headdesk*
Dress in progress. Not for me. Obviously.
Underskirt for dress for niece.
It’s for my four-year-old niece, who very cleverly spent most of the two days I was down there at the end of June telling me how much she loves me, and also how much she loves the red sundress and wants one just like it. Sometimes not even in the same sentence. It’s based off a pattern from the Young Image magazine (I added the front ruching), but as usual I’m off in my own little universe so the finished product will be “inspired by” at best. Also, can you spot my goof in the picture?
I’ve made a bit more progress on the coat, then got stalled because I needed more trim. Because 4m of three different kinds of trim was obviously not enough, and I’m a complete idiot for thinking under any circumstances that it would be.
And, I’m going to feel really guilty that I have a home-made present for my niece and not for my daughter whose birthday is on Sunday.
*headdesk*
And I really want to start my Lonsdale…
Tanit-Isis Sews 