working with my hands
Snapping out of a funk is sometimes as simple as doing something with your hands. Being in a funk, I decided to do something with my hands–but something that would not cause me to gain weight, as my favorite hands-on hobby, cooking, tends to do. (I figure, if you’re going to make something fancy, why worry about the calories? Bring on the butter!)
So I pulled the sewing machine back out this weekend, and set to make a garment–and this time, to follow instructions and not get frustrated like the last time I tried to make a garment. (For the record, The Ugliest Skirt Ever.)
After a trip to the remnant room at the neighborhood fabric store (and a second trip back for a lining fabric), I created this:
It still needs to be hemmed, though I think I’ll keep it longer than knee-length; it seems to work on this particular skirt.
As you can see below, the zipper/waistband was a total fail and I still haven’t finished the trim:
But I made it! And it’s pretty good for a first (genuine) effort!
I leave you with the pretty lining:
(Oh, the skirt was modeled, in all but the mirror photo, by my duct tape dress form which Mr. Angst Very Kindly helped me create this weekend.)