So I am a sewing virgin. There I said it. The cat is out of the bag. Although I did the obligatory textile study at school it was something I put aside to concentrate on 'serious things'. I remained a dedicated follower of fashion throughout this studious period and had friends who engaged in various crafty type pursuits but I never felt capable of such wondrous feats. Then I thought 'what the chuff!' Why not indeed, what is the worst thing that could happen? I could sew my fingers together? That is what unpickers are for. I could embarrass myself by emerging in some wonky, uneven ensemble? Asymmetric, my dear friend. So I decided it was time for a change, I would teach myself to sew and in the process fulfill my ever present need for individuality as well as proving to myself that I am capable of doing something which is practical, nay, useful.... Well here goes nothing, I have purchased the sewing machine and delved into the murky depth of my local fabric shop. I've reserved almost every sewing related book in my local library and I've kitted my sewing box out with the various bits and bobs needed and now I just need to start. Yes, the trepidation is palpable. Will my previous limited experience be enough to fashion a simple skirt? Will I manage to measure myself well enough to make something that fits? How hard is it to make a shift dress? So many unanswered questions with only one option. Start sewing! Let's see how this thing plays out....
