I spent the night sewing last night, and was able to try out that pattern I drafted earlier this week. I admit, it’s a little tight through the bottom, but that’s why we make prototypes!
The soft bralette is an adaptation of a vintage camisole pattern. I’ve always wanted one of those soft, delicate bras that tiny-chested girls get to wear. So, I’ve made this one with lots of elastic, thicker straps, and more room in the cup. It’s actually pretty comfy.
My sewing machine’s zig-zag stitch is acting up again… Sigh…
Today is Friday, the night before my last weekend with Dan. It’s a snowstorm outside, as you can see out the window in this picture, there is nothing but white. Somehow it feels fitting of my mood.
I was up most of the night last night worrying about money. I wish I had more time to sew some more and get some of these things up on Etsy… I wish the process was faster.
When I did manage to get some sleep last night I dreamed that my fish grew legs, and were crawling out of the tank, then attacking my dog. It was awful, and I felt a certain amount of unnecessary disdain towards my fish this morning. I have a hard time separating my dreams from reality sometimes.
Oliver is extra whiny this morning. I wish I could stay home with him today. I’m half considering calling in a snow day.
That probably wouldn’t go over so well.