So, sorry about the radio silence over here. I'll admit it, I hit a low note. See, I've sewn a helluva lot more than Ive shown. I sewn at least six or seven dresses, another coat, a couple of shirts... but my disastrous and upsetting body type is hindering me. I sew and try really hard only to find out that the pattern is just shy of fitting me, or fits me perfect but the flattering cut is cutting up my...er... flatter. So, then comes depression, with all these fun lovelies sitting in my closet because I can't bear to see them floating about me, mocking me with their awesomeness. Ive got a ecret journal on here where I try to motivate myself for weight loss but alas, weight loss is difficult. Anyway, as I was looking through my patter stash (Holy crap, I've got a lot of them) I found a selection of patterns that were so dear I bought them despite the fact that I am fairly positive they wont fit well on my body. Last week I brought them out and thought a thought th
