I've cut out a Moss mini, I've measured up for Burda pants, and I've crafted some extremely simple Christmas ornaments for Kelli's Christmas ornament exchange (I'm not much chop as a crafter, I'm afraid, so don't get your hopes up for something gorgeous or original).
But that's about it - pretty disappointing.
I'm supposed to be sewing up a document bag for my daughter as a practise run for the scientific instrument bag my sister-in-law ordered, but I'm just hating the process. I knew I didn't like sewing bags, but I'd assumed that if I gave myself the rule of "no selfish sewing till the bags are done" I'd get them whipped up in a trice.
Surprisingly though, a third bag* crept in - a simple tote.
* I originally wrote "bad", then corrected it with "nag" - hello Freud!
I can explain...
It was my dad's partner's birthday last week, and I had a lovely hardback Middle Eastern cookbook for her. I sat down to wrap it late the night before and then remembered how much she hates the wastefulness of wrapping paper. The right thing to do as a conscientious sewist was to make a quick, reusable tote. Oh no!
And that's how it happened.
|Front view, with an unattractive crease|
There were a couple of reasons to prefer this tote to the much-delayed zippered, pocketed bags:
|Back view, with seam in centre back|
2) simple - right side of the brain could just take a nap
I rather like the combination of prisoner-orange with muted black and taupe. Like a crazy hairdo on top of a severe business suit :).
The stitching is rather imperfect, but I'm very happy to say that my dad's partner loved this simple tote. I am not a convert to bag sewing, but hopefully this small success will help with the other two bags so that I can get back to the fun stuff soon!
See you soon - I hope
- Gabrielle x