Day Twenty Six - Because REAL MEN sew!

So today was the start of my clothing making reign of terror. I visited various fabric shops looking for patterns and material. After a long hunt, I eventually tracked down a woman’s shirt pattern. It would have to do, since there were no others.

I then hunted out some nice blue cloth. Guessing how much I would need, I purchased it, along with some thread of (nearly) the same colour.

I then got home, and opened the patterns. There were a lot, with many concepts I didn’t understand. I got out the sewing machine. There was a great deal I didn’t understand here; to be honest almost all of the thing was a mystery to me.

This is when I said “Jaackiiie! Pleeeaaase!!!!”. A few short lessons (nearly an hour) later, I was underway. Apart from continuously forgetting to put the clamp/foot thing down, leading to my fabric getting festooned with a tangled dreadlock of blue string, and forgetting to sew on the collar before the shoulders, meaning I had to unpick everything, and forgetting to compensate by 3 cm for a seam that I took out, and a few other slight niggles, it went pretty well.

The only really annoying bit was the hem at the bottom was very lumpy.

I don’t remember much else about today, because I spent about 7 hours making a vest. A vest that I could have bought for £3. And I spent £1 on fabric, £1 on thread, and £2 on a double needle I didn’t need.

Oh well.

“For God has not called us for impurity, but in holiness. Therefore whoever disregards this, disregards not man but God, who gives his Holy Spirit to you.”
1 Thessalonians 4:7-8

You have been complaining about Formness, and I just wanted to give you this verse – don’t worry about the animals thing, or anything else, because the point is its between them and God. Your job is to explain, not to convict. They still suck tho.

You mah lovely!

C