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Hi, My Name is Breanna--And I am a Sewaholic

I have come to know something as fact.  I am better at most things after a single glass of wine.

The other night, I headed down to my domain to do some sewing.  I became easily frustrated and ended up going to bed.

So last night, I decided to try it again, but this time with my single glass of wine.  I have a tendency to be a total perfectionist, and I see that it is starting to blend over into my sewing life.  Not good, because I am far from perfect at sewing.  In fact, I am sure I am probably pretty terrible at it.

I often half-ass things.  And sewing isn't really something you can fake.  That is my first lesson.  I thought I could skip a few steps for hemming, and it turned out horrible.  So I relaxed, turned up some rock music and just did the dang thing.

I have decided to allow myself to not be a neat freak in this single room.  It is nice to go make a mess and not worry about cleaning it up.  If I am in the middle of a project, I can just walk away and jump back in later.


My first project I wanted to tackle was some pillows for our patio furniture....
It was exactly what I was looking for, except I was thinking it looked a little boring and needed a little splash of color.  

Luckily, I had just scored some extremely cheap fabric and pillows from this old lady on Craigslist.  So each pillow I planned to make cost me, maybe 35 cents a piece.  Yup.

I watched this video.  It was awesome and super helpful.  And made me realize I needed to actually iron and pin my hems instead of just winging them.  


I am woman, watch me iron and chit.





I did that a bunch of times and BOOM. I had four pillows in no time:


And I even put a button and buttonhole on one of them.  

Looks way better with my 35 cent pillows....



Since I was on such a roll, I decided to bust out some curtains as well.   The nice things about my starter projects are that you can royally screw them up and no one is really going to notice.  At least that is what I tell myself to stifle the perfectionist inside me.  


And that my friends, is how I spent my Saturday night...

Comments

Desiree said…
Sooo jealous of your sewing room! THAT is exactly why sewing defeats me - well, actually there are a billion reasons why sewing defeats me but the biggest one is I have no sewing room!

The thought of pulling everything out of its hiding spots (apparently people don't want to buy a house if your sewing stuff is all over the dining room table, go figure), sewing for ten minutes because that's how long I can go before I get frustrated and quit, and THEN having to gather everything up and put it BACK in its hiding spots. GAH! I got tired just typing that!

Saying all that to say...SOOO jealous of your sewing room! :-)

PS, is it cool if I email you with questions about blog redesign? I may try my hand at redoing my blog myself before I get frustrated and give it up to the pros. :-)
6/29/2012 8:04 AM
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