Having to title every blog post is frankly annoying. Last time I checked, no one ever titled every diary entry in the old dark days of using pen and paper. Ok, rant over, but it's still a valid point.
I broke both a needle on the sewing machine and the serger the other day within 10 minutes of each other. Anyone else have sewing days like that? Sometimes it goes together perfectly and some days everything you touch becomes a problem. My mother told me many years ago that when that happens, the best thing you can do is walk away. She was right, I walked away that day.
I'm back at it again and currently finishing up a Victorian fan tail skirt with a matching shrug. It's black velvet, purple panne' velvet with black tulle that has purple sparklies on it. It's not perfect period Victorian, but I'm hoping it will make a Goth or Steampunk lady very happy.
Rory has done a hero's work putting stuff up on Etsy. I couldn't even sell Girl Scout cookies as a kid, so thank goodness the one who can sell ice cubes to Eskimos has taken over that portion of things.
Oh and remember that perfect outfit I mentioned in my first post? On Friday I'm visiting with a friend who is going to tweak my pattern fitting and let me raid her fabulous fabric stash for the project. More on that as it develops!
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