Going out in the Old Port hear a friend's band on Friday night required two things: a serious amount of coffee all day long in order to stay awake long enough to even hear them start; and... a new clutch. Naturally.
Last minute crafting is so very messy, isn't it? It is. The clutch I made is quite like the one in Amy's Bend-the-Rules-Sewing, except I didn't even have enough time to look for the book before making it. But very similar, or nearly identical, I think - I used a layer of cotton batting in the middle of the lining and the outer fabric. The outer fabric is one that I found a few months ago at a rummage sale and haven't even put away yet - I love it so, and desperately wish there were more of it.
Apparently I was going for the look of June Cleaver (for whom I'll gladly leave the social context and happily take the clothes - Hannah, I think we'd make a fabulous duo). Circa 1962. Or something like that.
