look book *now with pic

I really would like to learn to sew. There is something mysterious and powerful and sooo attractive about the ability to make things oneself. My mother grew up sewing and tried to teach me a few things, but my interest level didn't go beyond buttons and rough hems.

I went to the fabric store last weekend and all these women were walking around the bins, inspecting things, pouring over patterns. "They all know what they're doing!" I thought. It was cool to be around. And of course the lovely women that worked there were helpful and cheerful and just what you'd want them to be.

So, I have an appointment with a little lady on Sunday. I'll drive out to her house, and she'll show me her book of work, and I'll show her mine. And we'll see what's what.

Here's a tease.