Thursday, March 2, 2017
For those who don't sew, or (somehow) don't stash, the Precious is the fabric that is so breathtaking, so perfect, so . . . unusable that we buy it, we pet it frequently, and we never cut into it because no project that we can think of is ever good enough for the Precious.
Yeah, I have a lot of Precious left.
But not as much as I did.
I bought this candy pink embroidered velvet at PR Weekend in 2007, at Metro Textiles. I bought it, gods forgive me, to make jeans for myself.
Pink. Embroidered. Velvet. Jeans.
Even 10 years ago, I didn't have the ass for pink embroidered velvet jeans. This is not being down on my body, just realistic. (And even if I did have the correct ass for said jeans, in the intervening decade, my desire to make them or wear them has gone down exponentially).
So I turned the velvet into 4 toddler dresses to list in my Etsy shop for Easter. They don't have a lot of embellishment because this fabric doesn't actually need anything more done to it.
And that's 2.5 yards of Precious gone. I feel lighter.
Almost like I could fit into those jeans. Almost.