July 24th, 2008 is a day that will live on in infamy. Probably. If my first attempts at sewing with my Confidence are any indication of the leaps and bounds in progress I will be making over the years in this particular craft.
The first night I had her, I wasn't able to do anything much aside from take her out of the box and gaze lovingly at her. I paged through the instruction manual and quickly realized from this experience that I had NO idea how to sew. This thing comes with 5 different presser feet (!) and does so many stitches and so on . . . I don't know. I'll tell you what, it's no Stylist. So I was quite intimidated by it but very excited to dive in. Then my in-laws arrived at our house with ice cream and toppings.
The ice cream won.
Then on Friday, I decided after the fam went to bed that it was time to try 'er out. So I threaded her up and threw some fabric in and off she went. At the end of that evening, I had this:
I recovered the throw pillow that resides on the guest bed (which is also in the Little Miss' room). I had leftover material from her headboard project and the remaining two panels fit perfectly on the pillow. So there you have it. This morning she saw it for the first time and got so excited about the caterpillar that she aimed and landed on his face for a big kiss. Did I mention we are big Eric Carle fans at our house?
I should interject here that I have PLENTY of projects that have been put on the backburner since right before the move. This was the first sewing I had done since then (3 1/2 months ago!) so I wanted to do something I could accomplish *quick* and *super easy* to boost my confidence in my ability to tackle my other projects.
Well . . . tonight was the night. Here's how it went down:
I ripped the seams apart on the old cushion cover, salvaged the zipper, and used the pieces as a pattern for cutting out my new fabric (which incidentally is not *the* fabric for the final project, but the same type of fabric in a color that she decided was way too light once she got it):