My Mom is a great sew-er. When I was little, she made all of mine and my sisters' clothes. There is one particular ensemble I like to call "Pirate Paradise," that will forever go down in my childhood fashionista history. Let's just say it included a striped shawl, skirt and matching bandanna pirate thingy.
At 8 years old, I was totally fashion forward.
Sew on Thanksgiving (get it?), my Mom brought over her trusty Montgomery Ward's sewing machine and attempted to give me my first lesson. It's been a few years since my Mom has dusted off her sewing machine but I figure it's like riding a bike.
Not so much.
It took us an hour to figure out how to thread the machine.
After we stopped laughing, we got down to the business of doing us some sewing.
Now I'm not saying my Mom is a strict teacher but at one point in the lesson she said, "If you break the needle, you're outta luck!"
Thanks for the vote of confidence, Mom.
I did manage to sew together two old wash clothes and was pretty proud of my first walk on the wild side of sewing.
With my first lesson under my belt and feeling pretty confident at all things sew-able, I decided to actually make something recognizable.
I found this great blog called Make It and Love It. Ashley, the owner, is really creative and talented. She does a lot of "re-purpose projects," making new things using material from old things. She made an adorable owl from a scarf. If you are interested, you can see her tutorial on how to make it here.
I attempted to make my version of her owl and this is what I ended up with:
When I showed Ray, he thought it was a cat.
Ben thought it was an alien.
Ali knew it was an owl.
That's my girl!
Thanks, Mom, for helping me get started with my new hobby! I can't wait for my next lesson.
Can you say obsessed?
What? Like that's a bad thing?