My friend Stephanie and I declared today Sewing Day. We met around noon at my favorite local shop Crafty Laine to pick up fabric for Stephanie’s first big sewing project–a bubble skirt. And then it was back to my place for the cutting and sewing. (and some beer drinking. cause we’re awesome like that.)
I worked a little on my first top (cut out the front and back main pieces) so there’s not much to show there (except how badly I need that haircut tomorrow–and liposuction in my face–UGH!!) but I did finish the piecing on the chalkboard fabric tablecloth that I’ve been super excited about.
What I learned–if you’ve not sewn mitered corners in a decade, doing it for the first time again with a stiff fabric is a pain in the behind. Also, a chalkboard tablecloth is a cute idea, but I don’t know how practical it is. The pens are cool because the drawing they leave behind is permanent, but they are blotchy and expensive and not really kid friendly (though Will certainly enjoyed them). And actual chalk isn’t good if you’re planning on putting anything on the table since it will get all over any clutter that happens to fall there. (Which might actually be a brilliant way to prevent clutter from collecting on a kitchen table!)
I’m also disappointed in the fabric choice–I thought having the same stripe as the chairs would be cute, but I think it’s too matchy-matchy. Right now I’m planning on finishing this one off by using an older Target tablecloth on the back and binding it, and then I might pause on the tablecloth crusade to work on a few Halloween projects.
PS–I am going on record as saying that I whole-heartedly object to the wallpaper in the first photo and find it all kinds of offensive. It’s amazing that I’m able to eat every night surrounded by it. Just in case anyone looking at this blog is going “wow–she likes cute fabric, but look what she puts on her WALLS. ” And while I’m explaining things, Will doesn’t still drink from a sippy. He just likes to steal Ellie’s. So I guess he DOES still drink from sippies, they just aren’t his.
Mom - You crack me UP!