I’m back after quite the hiatus.

The past four months have been busy. My life is growing in all different directions and I’ve been forced to grapple with some difficult transitions that have challenged me and also been handed some exciting opportunities that have invigorated me. Each day has been packed to the brim with meetings, rehearsals, work, socializing, and writing. I feel like my fullest self and I’m very in love with where things are headed but, something had to take a back seat.

At first I had planned to only take January off, then it was February and I still couldn’t find the time. March approached and I stressed about not having anything so started to brainstorm some pathetic ideas. Once, my brilliant brain was convinced that everyone would just love to see the contents of my fabric stash. Just one whole post listing all the fabric I own.

…wasn’t even drunk when I came up with that one.

By the time April rolled around I got over it. It was better for everyone if I waited until I had the mental energy to write posts I was proud of rather than to show you how I organize my buttons by colour.

May felt promising. This first day being on a Monday, the stars had aligned and I looked forward to Sunday evening to craft the greatest revival piece.

Then, yesterday…

Yesterday was one hell of a day. I was angry and upset about it, but today I think it was very appropriate considering how eager I am to start sewing again. (This is called a positive spin and we’re all gonna get on board with it so I don’t tear my hair out).

After weeks of putting it off, I finally managed to dragged myself to the laundromat and wash all my clothes and linens so I could finally stop fabreezing my shirt armpits (we’ve all done it). I had it planned out to the minute, as I was using a small window of time between two separate rehearsals. It was the most organized I’ve been in months.

Then the laundromat dryer caught fire and burned/ melted 30% of my clothes. The other 70% shrunk severely because of the heat/ is warped and flimsy/ or smells like burnt hair and chemicals.

So, surprisingly, I didn’t get much sewing or writing done last night.

But, at the very least, sewing has now become a priority. I have to replace almost my entire wardrobe and while I will purchase quite a few items, it seems like a wasted opportunity not make a bunch of my replacements.

So no, I don’t have anything made for today, but I inhaled a lot of smoke yesterday and wasn’t thinking clearly so I promise it would’ve been terrible.

or hilariously bad…

damn, that might’ve been entertaining now that I think about it.

Ok, here’s some pictures of my ruined clothes, because every good blog includes photos.


Flannel and Reflections

Ok folks, this is my last blog post of the year, and I thought I would end things off with a bit of self-reflection.

So last week, I showed off some prep work for my big project, a flannel dress that both looked lovely and felt comfy.

I repeated all my previous steps when making the mock bodice, but this time with the real thing.


I love the warm colour palette of this flannel.


I omitted the peter pan collar that this pattern originally called for, and instead just attached the facing and under stitched it to finish off the neckline.


I am in love with how detailed the inside of this bodice looks. There are so many things going on here, and it’s satisfying to see all the tiny steps of serging, putting in darts, attaching facing, stitching it all together, all of it in one photo.

I certainly put a lot of love into this piece.

It felt like a good project to end the year on. I’m not always sure I’m making progress in my skill set. I still have a lot to learn and I’d be lying if I said this turned out flawlessly.

I struggle with invisible zippers still:



And the waist line ended up hitting a little lower than I anticipated…

But I’ve still come a long way, and just having the weekly excuse to keep playing with something I had stopped making time for is reason enough for me to be happy today. This was a reminder of where I still needed to improve and will inform future projects and resolutions.

I think the biggest one is to better organize my final photo. When you live alone, it’s hard to get a good quality picture of how you look in the final piece.


Oh, and I took soooooooo many.

All that hard work for a grainy pic can be frustrating, I’ll spend the break looking into new methods.

Thanks for reading, and I’ll see you in the new year!

Seven of Mine

It’s Halloween and you’d better believe I didn’t miss a chance to make something.

Some life truths about me: I like playing dress up and I like Star Trek.

I decided on Seven of Nine, which worked out because I was doing a comedy show and had to portray a fictional character (let’s pretend I needed a reason), and thus I killed two birds.

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