I do love a morning when the postie brings absolutely no grown up post whatsoever.NO bills.NO snail mail spam.NO election leaflets.NO appointment letters.Just oodles of lovely things for me to play with:)Karen of All Things Blonde was in need of a new name for her lovely bias binding in blues. Now I'm fairly rubbish at coming up with names, but (luckily for me) the winner would be picked randomly from a hat, so I had a bash and my gorgeous new bias binding arrived in the post this morning. Thanks Karen!
I genuinely couldn't make my mind up which colours to choose so left it up to Karen to surprise me and she sent a gorgeous selection of reds. I'm particularly fond of the floral one at the bottom and Chloe has already earmarked it for a little reversible top I had planned to make for her. I think I may go the whole hog, order a few more metres of the cherry red and whip up a sun hat while I'm at it, a few metres of the lime green may sneak into my basket while I'm there ... for a skirt. A girl can never have too many skirts.In other news, the ladybirds also arrived this morning and so the big green beaded leaf has made it's way over to 100s and 1000s.
After having a featured item on Folksy, the past couple of days have been very busy over Leanne Woods Designs so it's high time I got my finger out and photographed my new range of bicycle bags, the shop seems to be getting very light on stock and I get antsy if it drops below a certain level.Time to get myself out in that sunshine, don't you think?
Did you ever have a friend or family member who worked as a seamstress in a factory setting? Well I did. My two aunts both worked for Ben Sherman sewing shirts for years and if you do know someone who worked in a similar place then you might already be familiar with a little 'right of passage' of sorts that they believe makes a person a "proper seamstress".Both of my aunts are proper seamstresses, I am not!I'm not because the little 'right of passage' they speak of is when a person sews straight through their own finger. Not on purpose mind, but even so.....This is a bog standard, run of the mill, everyday, regular presser foot.
I figure that you either have to be drunk in charge of a sewing machine or incredibly distracted, like sewing up bullet holes at the front line distracted, to not realise you had managed to pop your finger in the path of the needle when using this foot. I mean, no matter what direction you approach it from there will be a big obvious hunk of metal in the way.9 times out of 10 I use that presser foot, but yesterday I was sewing in zips. Sewing zips requires the use of a zip foot...
A ha, see that now, endless ways of winding up with a needle through your finger. And it has to go through your finger to count by the way. No little nicks or grazes will cut the mustard, it has to go. Through. Your. Finger, nail and all.Well I was a bit distracted .....And I wasn't paying as much attention as I probably should have been .....And I'd just changed the needle and that boyo was sharp .....And I'd been sewing for an hour or so, had my rhythm and wasn't exactly taking my time .....And I got my finger in the way .....
And I'm still not a proper seamstress ......Though my fingers do appear to be made of Kevlar!
