A couple of nights ago I wanted to see if I had any patterns stored away that might be fun to sew. Since all my sewing stuff is stored in the same place, I also figured I'd go through some fabric and see if I had any denim lying around to throw an A-line skirt together. Instead I rediscovered a bunch of fabric cuts that I got over the last few years, but never did anything with. And now I really need to draft some skirt patterns.
Around 20 cuts of fabric between 1 to 3 yards each. All ridiculously cute. All that I want to wear right now in some form. I can't even begin to tell you how cute it is. So cute.One of the larger cuts is one of my favourites. I'm glad I had the foresight to buy extra of it, though I can't recall what I was thinking when I got it. And, just like that, it's become a throw-on dress with about 2 hours of work. I want to wear it all the time, like little kids who wear their Spiderman pyjamas all the time. It has pockets. (Have I ever gone on about how much I love dresses with pockets?)
It's taking everything in my power not to cut into another piece of fabric until I get through a couple of other projects I wanted to get to first. But the one cut is so amazing... And the top version of this dress would only take an hour... Who will stop the insanity?!
For people who don't sew, I'm sure this is all quite riveting. I know how much I love hearing about someone's hobby that I have no interest in. Really, it may be a cry for help, a sign that I might need an intervention. I want to do nothing other than sit home and sew stuff for myself. Work cuts into sewing time, leaving my house means I can't sew anything, friends commenting on stuff I made just fans the flames.
In short, I need to win the lottery so I can stay home and sew all the time. And then when that gets boring I can go on fabric buying trips. Just for me and maybe friends who like to sew, too. Gosh, wouldn't that be fun?
