Thursday, February 10, 2011

New love...

In honor of Valentine's Day, I'd like to discuss my new love--sewing. 

I probably didn't own a store-bought dress until I was about 15.  Until that point, my grandmother or my aunt made every single "Sunday dress" that I ever wore.  There is absolutely no telling how many hours they must have spent sewing flouncy little dresses or simple linen sheaths.  I remember how much I loved getting a package in the mail from either of them because it meant that I had something new to wear to church on Sunday.  One of my favorites was a Christmas dress that my grandmother sewed for me--it had layers of petticoats underneath to make it full, and she had sewn a jingle bell in it that made noise when I walked.  Big stuff to a 6 year-old.   

Anyway, I've always wanted to learn how to sew, but I've never had the right equipment or time.  This Christmas my parents graciously fronted the money for an extremely nice sewing & embroidering machine.  I have already taken a few classes, and I've spent hours online browsing tutorials and applique websites.  I've pretty much gotten the applique and monogramming down...I just need to save some money to buy some more fonts.  I've already made Sam several t-shirts for upcoming holidays, and I'm about to work on some baby gifts for some friends with a new little one.  I do plan on offering my services in the near future when I'm completely confident in my skills--I guess I'll start another blog solely dedicated to that, so be on the lookout if you'd like me to do some things for you.  Of course, right now most of my things are boy-oriented, because, well, I only have a boy.  I'm going to start to buy girly things soon. 


 Sam loves dump trucks, so I had to do one of those.  The "S"  is a St. Patrick's Day font that he'll be sporting at the St. Paddy's Parade. 


I love the "Peace, Love, Bulldogs." I think it's super-cute.  The other shirts are obviously for V-Day and Mardi Gras. 


My model wouldn't cooperate, so I had to settle for taking pictures of the t-shirts without someone wearing them.  Maybe next time...