I had been eyeing this tutorial, oh for about a year now before I finally got the nerve to cut into the fabric and create a smock for the girl. A little more than twenty four hours later I have the finished product: I chose the black and white checked fabric for a few reasons.
*I had a lot of it.
*Having come from Freecycle, it cost me nothing. So if I were to destroy it, I wouldn't be too upset. (I'm sure we all remember the pants disaster. Ahem.)
*All those straight lines make for some easy sewing.
*The fabric itself is virtually identical on both sides so as I was putting it together I didn't have to worry about "right sides" and "wrong sides."
As forgiving as the fabric is, I still managed to make a few tiny mistakes but nothing major. And certainly nothing obvious to the eyes of a four year old who is always so oblivious to mom's flubs and fuck ups.Whenever I read a pattern or a tutorial, I spend at least six months staring at it thinking, I can't do this. Who am I kidding? Then I get ballsy enough to cut into the fabric. I sew. I piece it together, still so unsure of myself. And then, about three-fourths of the way through there is a moment of clarity and it all comes together. It is such a good feeling. That's about the time I stop and think, You learn something new everyday. And today, right now, this is my something. I love that moment.