I was trying to sew a skirt on election night. We don't have a TV anymore (haven't for years) but I had the radio on and I was hopped up on coffee from a meeting with my closest advisors and anyway it was bowling night so I thought I'd try a skirt but then the news started coming in and it was exciting and my seams started getting crooked, and I wasn't sure what I'd pinned and I hadn't pinned, and then I lost all concentration and just listened to the new president elect talk about changing the world by coming together.

Rock on! We can do that, can't we?

My skirt's for naught but my spirit is back on track. With the presidential election over and a real feeling of joy and optimism and collaborative change in the air, what would have been a simple skirt is more meaningful for it's mistakes (leaning to the left a little in some of the stiches, and not as much backtacking as we've seen) and it's still not a skirt.

I'm still learning to speak seamstress. I've been burdastyling my way around the terms and techniques and the inspiration of sewing, and the inspiration factor is pretty high.

So then, I am officially on vacation and typing this in is too close to 'work' so I'm off...
take care,
Rachael