My cousin who is like my sister married a few years back or a decade ago which is starting to feel like the same thing. I mean, wasn’t 1996 a coupla years ago? What?! I’ve been out of high school for nearly 20 years? You don’t say.
Love, love, love.
Love, love, love.
Love, love, love.
Her wedding was small and sincere. We ended with her friend on the piano and sheets of lyrics passed around. We all embraced and sang like The Beatles.
There’s nothing you can do that can’t be done.
Nothing you can sing that can’t be sung.
Nothing you can say but you can learn how to play the game.
It’s easy.
It was awesome, an army of off-key confidence sounding out.
Happy Valentine’s Day! I like this breezy, warm-hued holiday. Hearts, cookies, hugs. Why not.
Nothing you can make that can’t be made.
No one you can save that can’t be saved.
Nothing you can do but you can learn how to be you in time.
It’s easy.
I took down our pinecone burst and hung some love hearts on our holiday stick. Process: a selection of fabric scraps connected, wrong sides together, with fusible interfacing. Hearts cut and machine stitched together with gold (as per Margot’s insistence) thread.
I bought some soft flannel a few weeks back, planning to make the girls valentine nightgowns. Oh man they love nightgowns. Like always, my deadline snuck up on me and I wasn’t sure it would happen. Until! Until I was struck with that perfectly productive mood I simply could not ignore. And so, two nights ago I started in well after my family was asleep and sewed (with Alice by my side) until just a few hours before we awoke.
I ended up deciding to make gowns instead of nightgowns (the main difference is the leg room. I cut these pretty straight which would feel too tight sleeping). This pattern is such a snap and will definitely be making some shirts and sundresses for spring and summer.
Not going to lie, waking was painful and I so regretted my creative flurry. But then my kids discovered their frocks hanging in the bathroom and their squeals nearly instantly cured my craft hangover. I was fully cured after a soy latte in my kitchen with two giddy gowned daughters.
They love them and are wearing them again today.
All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need.
I used this pattern with a few modifications:
* I didn’t use elastic for the neckline. I stitched three rows of shirring, using used elastic thread wound around my bobbin. I first learned about this super simple awesome MAGIC method in Weekend Sewing and have used it so many times since. A quick google search found a great tutorial (whew, I suck at tutorials).
* I also shirred the sleeves with two rows.
* I added a contrasting hem, attaching the strips after the sleeves were attached, before the dress sides were stitched.
* I added a waist with two rows of shirring.
I made these two dresses in about 3 1/2 hours and that includes seam-ripping off four upside down sleeves and associated swears.
Nothing you can know that isn’t known.
Nothing you can see that isn’t shown.
Nowhere you can be that isn’t where you’re meant to be.
It’s easy.
All you need is love.
All you need is love.
All you need is love, love.
Love is all you need.
Happy Day, beloveds.
