|I love you, burlap pillows with rustic buttons!|
Monday, August 15, 2011
When your boyfriend’s out of town for the weekend and your cat is being nothing but obnoxious, biting your ankles and whining for food and purring in your ear, shaking you awake before the sun even comes up, you have an excellent excuse to lock yourself in a room with a sewing machine for two days straight.
That’s exactly what I did this weekend.
On Saturday, my crafty mother and I took a field trip to the fabric store for neutral, natural fabrics that would cover all of my throw pillows, which, before this weekend, were every color of the rainbow. I wanted something calmer, lighter, more grown up. (After all, I’m buying my first house in a week! I can’t put bright reds and yellows and colors reminiscent of a college dorm room in there.)
After a quick refresher course on sewing—from filling and loading the bobbin thread to adding final stitches by hand—I plopped myself down in front of the machine and didn’t move (except to snap photos) until Sunday evening.