I woke to find the sun peeping through a slight gap in the curtains, one Sunday morning recently. Highlighting the dust in the air, as it sliced decisively through the room like a finely-forged sword, intent on bringing shame to the slothenly occupant.
Two thoughts hit me. Continue reading
I may be speeding up with my sewing projects. It took me a week of squeezing an hour, here and there, in at the evenings and weekends. Going from the cutting out stage to wearing, in a trice. Of course, in that time, the weather has changed from glorious summer-dress-wearing to refreshingly showery, but I’m not blaming my dress. The sun will come out again. I will be ready. Continue reading
One orange tunic finished. For me. I can’t remember if it was the pattern or the fabric that I fell in love with first. Not that it matters. Once I saw the neck detail, I knew I wanted to make the top. It has a bow. What’s not to like?
The only hitch, was that the version with the bow had short sleeves and I was hankering for a long sleeve version. I checked on-line to see if anyone else had swapped the short sleeves for the long sleeve version, to no avail. I examined the pattern’s outside cover as much as I could to see if either sleeve could be used. It looked hopeful, but you never can quite tell. I’d give it a go.
Turns out that the body of the pattern is the same piece for both versions, so it really wasn’t a problem swapping the sleeves.
The pattern was simple to follow Continue reading