Sewing: bag skirt

Or should it be called a skirt bag...  Hmm, things to think about.  Whatever it is it's cute.  It's totally recycled (translation: free).  It was easy.  Oh and did I mention that it's not my creation?  Nope, I give all credit to the nine year old in the house.  Anna rescued an old skirt from the donation box and came up with an excellent idea.

She planned and executed approximately 90% of this project (I sewed the lining and part of the handle).

Including pinning, sewing and pressing*.

Pretty great huh?

*If you care about your handmade creations and I'm sure you do, please spend some time with your iron.  Press all the seams.  Just do it.  I promise it will make all the difference in the world.  I'm now stepping off of my soapbox.  The end.

Unknown Territory

I started sewing when I was five.  

True story.  I made a skirt, umm without a pattern.  In fact with just scraps from Mom's stash.  I used the sewing machine and everything.  

No.  It did NOT look good.  It was obviously homemade by a five year old without a pattern and probably without parental involvement (my mom was super good at the whole independence thing).    Something else you should know that will give you a glimpse into the amazing character of my mom, she let me wear my creation out of the house.  In public.  She's awesome.

Thankfully my skills have improved since then and when I wear things that I've made people don't snicker as I walk away... I think.

I ventured into the land of quilts recently.  It seems like it would be an innocent hobby right?  Wrong.  It can get spendy and time consuming and you sorta want to scream and ask yourself WHY?!?!

But lucky for these two girls, I persevered.

 

Here's Anna's.  She's a huge fan of owls so naturally...

Grandma (also known as Mom) found a fairy fabric a few years ago that reminded her of my girl.  It became the star of Jen's quilt.

If you know Jennie you can see the resemblance.

The completed quilt tops are on their way to Grandma's where she's going to use her fancy quilting machine to finish them off (thanks again Mom).  I promised the boys that they would each get a quilt of their own but after that I think I'm done.  Quilting is a bit tedious for me, all that precision and exactness makes my head hurt.  

I'd rather sew without a pattern.