Okay so maybe I'm getting a teensy-tiny bit ahead of myself. It's
not like I've even put the sewing machine to the fabric yet BUT I did
take the first steps in establishing myself as a sewer-of-baby-dresses.
Yes, that's right. After much thought and reading your various comments, I have realized my longtime dream: making (or my kids') clothes.
Yes,
friends. I've decided to learn to sew, channeling my need-to-nest for
the greater good of my unborn baby's style. (Girl clothes are far more
sew-worthy than boy clothes, let's be clear.)
Now,
please keep in mind I can't so much as sew a button but that doesn't
mean I can't learn, so help me, and fuck if I'm not aware (after
several people clued me in) that with a simple pattern and a single
sewing lesson I could have made the oh-so-cute-but-so-expensive-green-baby-dress myself for $10.
Not
to mention the fact that I'm quite picky when it comes to clothes and
I'm having a hard time finding cute stuff that isn't pink and/or
floral. No dig on pink OR floral. I just find the whole
pink/purple/floral motif kind of... obvious? Boring-ish?
Sunday
my mother and I took a trip to the local fabric shop to look for the
easiest-pattern we could find that was also cute. We finally landed on
this cute little smock-dress with pockets and buttons on the shoulders
which I fell in love with instantly. I chose an amazing green and blue
gingham tablecloth material, reminiscent of my late great-grandmother's
dinner napkins and chose two orange and gold buttons to clash
fabulously with the motif.
Inspired
by the sound of music, I also made sure there was enough fabric to make
Archer a matching tie in case he was ever, you know, in the mood to
wear one.
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