Patterns and I have a hate-hate relationship. I loathe them, they might as well be written in Arabic. So while I was home my one sewing goal was to pick my Mom’s pattern loving brain and figure out how to make this skirt. We made a trial run first, which was good since I tend to like my skirts to hang around my hips and not way up yonder. So after a couple small alterations I had myself a nice summery skirt. Now that I’m feeling more confident with my pattern following skills I’m going to make myself this little number. Totally Joking….although its very sassy.
And the best part? I match my Mom’s kitchen curtains. Now Vanessa and I can skip around the yard in our Sound of Music-ish skirts together. How about it Vanessa? You wear the table cloth and I’ll wear the curtains.
And as you can tell we made it back to Cleveland safely. Ben was an angel on the plane and we managed the whole trip without any cranky old man looks in our direction. Which might be a first. :)