Frustration

 I’m frustrated.  My bodice pattern is giving me fits, so I’m distracting you with this cute sock monkey.  Look at that little guy!  Isn’t he cute?  He should learn to drape and measure and all that other sewing stuff ’cause then he’d be way more useful.

Ball o’ Bodice

Lest anyone think that folks who costume just blink and out comes something pretty, let me take that false notion away from you right now.  Seriously.  I mean, when you look at other blogs, all the super talented folks out there sharing their beautiful finished garments, don’t you find yourself wondering if they just sneeze that stuff out?  Do they struggle?  Do they throw their toile across the room, jump on it when hits the floor and swear, “I’m done, people!!!”  I’m pretty sure they do.

I’m not saying I’m in the category of folks who sneeze out pretty.  Far from it.  I am, however, in that group that jumps up and down and swears.  A lot.  See that ball o’ bodice up there?  That’s the first attempt at correcting what was a pretty decent pattern I made ages ago.  The second attempt is sitting on LSP as I type.  I did it with lots of coffee in my system and hugs from Sock Monkey.  I’m going to walk away for a bit, then hit it again this afternoon armed with pencils, pins and maybe a bit of booze.  Okay.  Not the pencils.  I like pens better.  😉