So it appears that I am incapable of sewing luscious layers of black lace in a sloping angle down a plain gray tank top.
Picture unevenly bunched lace, lace flipping up on the wrong spots, lace sticking straight out from the, uh, ta-ta's and making me look about the width of a life size Mrs. Potato head. Not exactly flattering OR appropriate.
After three failed attempts I'm ready to throw in the towel and try something new. It's so frustrating when I have an idea in my head of what I want a project to end up like but cannot seem to make it happen.
It needles me to not be able to create it.
Get it? NEEDLES? Tee Hee Hee!
I have now temporarily abandoned lace and am now happily creating rolled fabric flowers. They. Are. Delicious. Lots of dramatic layers and no two are the same. Perfect for sassifying a t shirt, giving a bag some eye candy or even adorning an accent pillow.
Speaking of accent pillows, I am currently redecorating my living room. Many a day has been spent poring over paint chips and trying to pinpoint in my head exactly what look I'm going for and what will look good. If you come to my front door I'll probably drag you into the living room and tell you to choose a paint color for me. Then I'll second guess myself and doubt your advice and will end up more confused than ever. However, I need to trust my own instincts. I'm the one who lives in my house and I need to own the decision. My instinct usually steers me in the right direction.
Except when trying to sew black lace onto a gray t shirt...
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