Among the many things I've been sewing this week, there is a skirt I'm especially proud of, and now I'll tell you why!
After almost a year of practicing I'm now good enough at making trousers, but I still have issues with skirts. I'm not joking. I know it should be easier, but that makes me even more frustrated!
Since I can't suffer this kind of situation, I tried to understand better the problem. I asked myself: why is it that difficult to me? And then I realized that I don't like skirts; I don't wear skirts; I don't even have any in my wardrobe!
Mmm. That could be already an answer, but I decided to go deeper. I found out I actually have three or four skirts, well hidden under a pile of pijamas. Those are gifts, mostly from relatives who continue to buy girly things for me, probably hoping I'll turn into a cute, lovely creature one day or another (and happily live ever after).
Well, we know this is not going to happen, but it's a sad truth which doesn't prevent me from sewing skirts for other people to wear!
After solving the puzzle, I started sewing, and made that lovely flare skirt above, and then another...I must have overcome some kind of trauma!
You know what? Maybe crafting is even more useful than I thought.
Stay tuned (for more emotionally disturbed stories!)