A Classy Chassis…

I enjoyed a play day in my craft room yesterday. It was a damp, miserable day outside but a warm, smiley one in my craft room. I painted, sewed, embroidered and glued all day … sheer creative bliss!

I am absolutely loving the Classy Chassis of this cute tattoo themed box bag, which had a prospective buyer practically before the glue had dried.

Ahhhhhhh … a hot glue gun and a posh embroidery machine … blinkin’ perfect!

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Embroidering profanities …

My mother never ever swore … her idea of swearing was a very wonderful “Hells Bells!” She was a true lady through and through, and raised her three daughters to be the same!

Therefore, I feel I really must disassociate myself from the special Tshirt my husband commissioned me to make for him this afternoon, and if my beautiful mother is looking down on me then I have just one thing to say … “Mammy he MADE me do it!”

New Toys …

I have wanted an embroidery machine for some time. Whilst I was making the memory cushions last weekend someone mentioned how nice it would be if I could embroider names on to them. Lo and behold, a couple of days later Facebook marketplace popped one into my newsfeed at half the usual selling price. The magnificent Elna machine had belonged to a very creative lady who sadly passed away recently and I assured her lovely daughter-in-law that the machine was coming to a good and creative home.

I have so many ideas bursting out of my whirring, whizzing mind but by special request my very first project is this cute little pencil case for Lee to keep all his brand new HBs, 6Bs, 3Bs and all the other Hs, Bs and Fs! (A pencil is not just a simple pencil you know!)

Seriously… super blinkin’ happy with my new toy …

Stitching Memories …

So … this weekend I have been mostly making cushions. Two friends, both whose mums had recently passed away, wanted some ‘memory cushions’ made.

The idea of a ‘memory cushion’ is so simple yet so poignant, as fabric from a treasured piece of clothing is transformed into a very special cushion. It is a warm feeling to have skills that can help people when they are so very sad, and touching, cutting and sewing such precious material was so very powerful. Knowing the fabric belonged to two ladies, who had given and received so much love in their lives, touched my own heart, still broken from my own mother’s death in July. I sewed each stitch on those cushions with admiration and respect for two women that I had never had the privilege to meet in person.

For Elaine and Pat with love ❤️

My Grandmother’s Sewing Patterns…

So … my sister recently gifted me all my grandmother’s vintage sewing patterns which had been stashed up her attic many, many years ago. As my grandmother was a professional dressmaker it is a hoard of fabulousness now stored in an old vintage suitcase.

Most of the vintage patterns are in teeny, tiny sizes and so first I needed to learn how to grade a pattern to my modern day size 16 (probably a size 20 back in granny’s day). So … I picked one gorgeous dress and set about slashing up the pattern to my size. I simply love that my grandmother made up this pattern decades before me.

Behold Simplicity Miss Pattern 3464 … my first attempt at grading a true vintage pattern … a tartan wiggle dress (with matching shoe and hair bows by me). ❤️

My Grandmother’s Dress …

My grandmother died 20 years ago this month. She was a talented seamstress and her sewing room, filled with beautiful wedding dresses and colourful bridesmaids dresses, was a magical place when I was a little girl. Her creative skill was passed down to my mother and her three daughters.

My sisters had saved lots of her sewing stuff and they both recently donated it all to me for my own sewing room. I inherited hundreds of vintage sewing patterns, a complete collection of 1970s Golden Hands Magazine and some bits of very old fabric. In amongst the treasures was an unfinished dress in a beautiful shimmery fabric. The dress had been cut out and tacked together but needed stitching, hemming, facings and a zip. It appealed to my sense of history, family and craft to finish the dress my grandmother had started so many decades ago. Without any spare fabric to play with I bound off the sleeves and crochet a 1950’s style Peter Pan collar. I also added a blue enamel pin from that period. I probably need a brown elastic belt to finish off the look but I still love this very special dress made by my grandmother and me. What do you think?

Oodles of Poodles…

I find sewing so therapeutic. My grandmother was a dressmaker. My mother sewed all our clothes when we were children, and my sisters both sew beautifully too. We even made our own bridesmaid dresses for a sister wedding once upon a long time ago. In need of distraction and soothing I set about making myself a new summery dress. I wore it for the first time last night and love it. What do you think?