...since I’ve used my sewing machine on a regular basis. I know it’s been since college (I was a home economics major). I decided about a month ago to make my daughter a dress for Easter. Why I got this notion in my head I’ll never know. Well, I take that back, I remember a photo of my mom, sister and me wearing matching Easter dresses when I was about six. I’d like to be that kind of Mom. Maybe I should have thought about doing this sooner. Maybe I should have bought a pattern as opposed to trusting the image in my head. It turned out differently than I’d envisioned. My machine and I disagreed on how to handle the delicate chiffon fabric that’s over the satin dress. The machine wanted to tear it up, I didn’t. So rather than hand sew the entire overlay of chiffon, my daughter was pleased with having the strips of chiffon over the front lower portion of the dress. Ah compromise...and I’m okay that it’ll likely only last one wearing. Now, just to keep her from it until Sunday or at least the photo of her in it!
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