Pink flowers
Of all the things I’ve made, my favorite was a white linen skirt that had embroidered pink flowers on it. I didn’t embroider the flowers, though I started doing some embroidery after I made that skirt because I thought it was so pretty. The skirt wasn’t really anything special. It belled out at the bottom and actually was a tad fluted. The reason I liked it so much was that it was the first thing I made that was absolutely perfect. Every seem was exact, the zipper was flawless, the lining might has well been part of the fabric. And the skirt fit like a glove. I loved it.
It’s still in my closet but it’s too big now. I hadn’t thought of it until earlier this evening. A couple of days ago Katie told me she wanted to be a pirate for Halloween and that I was going to be a pirate and so was Clint. I decided that she had given me enough notice that I could sew costumes this year. The two years before I had purchased them because I didn’t have time for anything else and I haven’t sewn since Katie was born. She really doesn’t allow me to do such things.
Yesterday I went and bought the patterns and the fabric to start on shirts and pants. I figured I’d get the rest of the stuff as time went on. Wait for sales you know. Anyway, I started on the pirate situation this evening. Amazing, everything but both (yes both) of my measuring tapes were still where I had left them 3 years ago. I had forgotten how much I enjoyed sewing. I enjoy every little step. Straightening fabric, pinning, cutting, ironing, fitting, adjusting, and the actual sitting down in front of the sewing machine. Though sewing is very little sitting down in front of the machine. It’s mostly standing at the ironing board with pins in hand or pressing. I did feel a bit naked without my measuring tape around my neck but I worked it out.
Maybe I can convince Katie that letting me sew is a good idea. I want another perfect white linen skirt with pink flowers embroidered on it. Maybe this time, I’ll embroider the flowers myself.