What do you find more likely to make you actually get something done: great inspiring ideas--or time on your hands, a need for escapism, panic even?
Right around the New Year I cut out a new dress. I t was on one of those days when I wanted an excuse to clear everybody else's junk off the dining room table, claim it as my own, and then barricade myself in my room to sew. Then I got that amazing sewing book with so many mind-boggling concepts. I have been sitting around with my nose in it making bodices, slashed and spread. I have mentally cut and tucked and gathered. The skirts I have flared and pleated and godeted. . . amazing, I tell you. Plastrons? Oh yeah, I have mentally sewed about 6 of those. . .
Somehow, now the thought of getting back to sew some real seams seems a bit like drudgery after working on a virtual wardrobe that's been perfectly executed. This is how a fine imagination combined with a good source of inspiration can lead a person astray. . .
It's sort of pretty in an ugly sort of way. I always get sucked into the fabrics from pattern illustrations and this pretty perfectly matches that dress the witchy looking babe in the center is sporting.