A major issue in this separation/divorce is the disappearance of my fabric stash and sewing machine. (One of these days I’ll post about the Great Storage Unit Incident.) At one time I was a decent seamstress; my daughter used to have a crinoline skirted, ridiculously ruffly, fussy, girly wardrobe. She had ‘ruffle bum’ undies, cute mix/match pants and tops. My closet was filled with unique projects – some beautiful, some er well, let’s go back to unique.
I miss the whole process of choosing fabric, design, alterations, creation. Said loss turned me back to knitting, salvaged some of my yarn stash and books. The whole ‘window closing/door opening’ thing.
Thinking lacy gloves, smoke ring, perhaps modifications of Victorian Lace Blouse (Inspired to Knit by Michelle Rose Orne), list goes on and on.
It’s true, I wear ruffles, I wear jeans, I wear ruffles with jeans. However, I do not wear ruffled jeans. Ever. Think it would look good with my leather wish list?
And… due to the brilliant nature of socknitters members, I don’t have to learn Magic Loop to make socks that typically are done on circs. It’s still on the list of things to learn, but now it’s not a ‘have to.’ Will try out converting circular needle patterns to dpns and post accordingly. I’m thankful for the generous nature of knitters!
Oh, and one more and… I must learn to spin.