"Isn't she going to regret giving you that pattern?" he asked, looking away from the combined allure of the television and his iPhone.
"It's not a pattern," she explained, thinking that the phone's bluish glow was not all that flattering. "I just took a picture of her skirt and drew out the design. I'm using my own pattern."
His brow crinkles, he looks confused. "But I thought you sewed because you didn't want to dress like anyone else?"
Hmm. Proof of listening, at least on some level. Perhaps she will allow him possession of the remote for another hour, though that will sentence her to time alone in the sewing room.
Patiently, she said, "Well, that's true. But the other reason I sew is when I see something I want - that I can't have - I can come home and spend a weekend making one for myself."
"I don't understand." He changes the channel while simultaneously reading his email.
The conversation does not so much end as it is drowned out by the other voices in their heads. His voices sound a lot like Steven Colbert; hers are muttering very quietly about future projects.
She leaves, so she can listen to the voices in peace.
As you can see, I finished the skirt Sunday night. When I woke up this morning, it was chilly, rainy and I didn't want to get out from under the covers. Since I had to, I decided to wear my new skirt to cheer myself up.
Not much changed since yesterday. I got the skirt put together, I debated adding centers to the yo-yo flowers (and decided not to), searched the trim stash for something that would replicate the original crocheted trim, didn't find anything and decided against it anyway because at my height, I don't think anything that might end up looking like a ruffle is a good idea.
Unless of course it's my good idea, and I'm adding 2 layers of ruffles to an entire skirt.
But that's a different thing entirely.
And in other news, Denise of the Blue Gardenia blog has asked me to participate in her Sewing Spaces series. Yikes. I've enjoyed the series and loved peeking into the creative spaces (and the minds) of my fellow sewists, but allowing you all into my messy world?
Let's just say I did some really fast organizing. When Denise posts my space, please don't look too carefully at the floor or in the corners.