This is what my mom has done to the jacket so far – the pieces are cut out and just waiting to have her magic worked on them. I need to learn how to sew, I can’t even fully understand patterns and I envy mom’s ability to look at a pattern, figure out how to piece it, alter it if necessary, and transform scraps of tissue paper and cloth into something usable.
I’m including a fuzzy picture of the lint that was shed on mom’s new carpet JUST from taking the pieces out of the bag – she’s putting down a tarp before she starts sewing to protect the rug.
I’m including a fuzzy picture of the lint that was shed on mom’s new carpet JUST from taking the pieces out of the bag – she’s putting down a tarp before she starts sewing to protect the rug.
As TJ said, this is revenge for her treating me so badly when I was little.
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