This Saturday some ladies from work met up to take a one-day sewing class in Karen's studio. She's been sewing for years and is a big-time expert on the right way to do everything. I'm really glad I did this because I learned a lot, and 13 insane hours later, I had basically finished the dress, it just needs to be hemmed, but what sucks is that it doesn't fit me. It's like 2 sizes too big, it barely fits on my hanger. I even tried to alter the pattern a little when I began, and in the class we took the sides in and altered the front, but nonethelsess, I have a giant sack. I suppose the good side of this is that I got some actuall garment making experience, whereas before this I only attempt small bunnies and table linens and such, but at the same time, it made me even more scared to try real clothing patterns in all their cryptic form. On Sunday I stuck to something gentler, felt applique of animals to tiny onesies, and generally lazed about after the dress marathon. I finally got to spend some much needed time with the Tiny, and watched "Confessions of a Superhero", which I highly reccommend. Crazy Hollywood Blvd. crazies.
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