This pretty little disaster is a heap of fabric tossed into the corner of my studio. Oh, it's not a disaster really, just a skirt that somehow went awry. After what I thought was precise measuring, careful pleating and focused pattern-following, the initial try-on revealed that the skirt fit just one of my legs. That wasn't my plan. And so, after a few rounds with the seam ripper, enough was enough, and there it sits having a crafty cooldown of sorts. I'll get back to it soon - I'm a determined seamstress, I am - just as soon as I can look at it without cursing. Because a frustated sewer does not a good garment make.
I've noticed that after such frustrating (albeit, trivial) sewing endeavors, I find myself clearing the crafty air with something of ease and comfortable familiarity. Quick Change Trouser pants? Potholders? A Lazy Days Skirt? Or, a simple easy peasy, no pattern required, A-line skirt for my girl. Yes, that's just what I did.
I pulled a few pieces from the shelves that I thought my Adelaide would love - Heather Ross' Horses, a few pieces of Marisa's Meet the Gang sewn together, and a vintage print that I used once upon a time, for Adelaide's very own baby carrier (goodness look at that baby!).
Did she need new skirts? No. Did I need to make them? Why yes, yes I did.
I made them late that very night that I tossed my skirt into a pile, which of course meant that I had to measure her waist in bed. While she was sleeping. Somehow I've managed to never wake up a child doing this (it must be a mama superpower). Thankfully, all measuring in the dark was clear enough, and the easy skirts worked out just fine. My girl was thrilled in the morning to wake up and find herself with three new skirts on her bedroom floor, all covered in animals, and ready for the work of her day. Feeding sheep, singing to lambs, picking up chickens, chasing ducks, snuggling kitties, climbing trees to catch the birds, and stopping periodically to instruct her little sister in the ways of her world.
Ah...that's just what I needed. Exhale. Once again all is right and well and good in my sewing world.