Maggie in a bucket on the first sunny day in weeks
Remember number 3? This little jobby: "learn to sew, even a little?" Well, check. I spent the first sunny Saturday in six weeks in a strange industrial building learning how to wind a bobbin and sew a French hem. It was just me and one 2o-something hipster boy in an ironic t-shirt who barely spoke except to say he wanted to learn to sew so he could alter his thrift store clothes. Oh, 20-something hipster boys, how it warms my heart to learn that some things never change. And here I thought all San Franciscans were now driving minivans and discussing pediatricians or how, on second thought, maybe Botox isn't so bad. But, no, many are still buying clothes by the pound at Thrift Town and fashioning bedrooms out of hallways with nothing more than an Indian tapestry.
But back to sewing. Here's the thing: it's fun and I made a nice little drawstring bag, but now I'm scared it requires a knack for spacial relations that I genetically lack. Also, there was some nerve racking adding of fractions. Still I plan to persevere. I'm even planning on making everyone I know beautiful cloth napkins. Squares, I can handle. I think.
My mother-in-law just made this outfit for Maggie. Cute, right?
A thing I like
Craft Haven Collective, where I took my class in San Francisco. Not only do they teach sewing to hipsters and anxious 39-year-olds, they also teach sewing and entrepreneurial skills to at-risk girls through Turning Heads. Pretty cool, huh? If you want to learn to sew, you should take a class there. Really, they are very nice.
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2 comments:
Napkins always seem like a good idea but are, in fact, a pain in the ass. They are so very square that every little mistake glows. Consider yourself warned.
Tote bags, skirts, mumus, and sundresses for Maggie. Those are my suggestions :)
as my favorite contractor told me, measure twice, cut once. go nuts!
-KT
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