Well, this time I tried to keep to some sort of a schedule, so this post still relates recent event (more than in last week's post at least).
I think we were talking about the Lily, weren't we? Well, here's how it went so far.
On Saturday, I drew the pattern pieces on my muslin fabric and cut them...
This is Gipsy, who seems to think my muslin pieces make a purrfect cat bed. She got all cranky when I made her get up to take what I needed. |
No straps and zipper yet, everything is held together at the back with a few safety pins, but it looks as if we're going to get there, doesn't it? |
Pockets!These were so much fun to sew in place! |
So this is how my machine earned herself a name : Christine. I know, she's not a '58 Plymouth Fury. But she's red. And she's got a bitchy temper.
That same evening, after going out for a drink with my boyfriend, and letting Christine some time to cool down, I managed to sew my straps on (sorry, no pictures) and began hand-basting my zipper.
Have a nice week everyone, see you next week-end to talk about fitting!
Oh dear, that would have given me a hell of a fright and sent me scurrying for a drink! Good luck with Christine, hopefully her tantrums are few and far between.
RépondreSupprimerI hope Christine will not scare me like that too often...I'd hate having to bring her back for a repair, or worse, having to buy a new machine! That's not something I could afford at the moment!
Supprimer(Well, I think she might have had something stuck in the pedal. I can't see anything else that might have gotten her started as I had my foot off the pedal.)
Wow! Scary machine! I hope it doesn't do that again!
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