It has been clearly established that I am as qualified to turn on a sewing machine as I am to conduct brain surgery.
There are times when this is particularly bothersome, especially as I mercilessly purge my house of stuff I no longer want or need. From time to time, I encounter articles of clothing that were much-loved at the time, but are no longer for wearing. It seems to me that some of these things can and should be re-purposed. For example, a nutmeg-colored cotton knit dress I wore throughout college. A friend gifted with sewing talent turned it into shoulder burp cloths. How I loved using them in the days when the determination of “clean” or “dirty” was based checking the shoulders of every top!
This is why one must know a clever cat. Enter KnittingKittens.
My household purge yielded a pair of cropped drawstring-waist linen pants. The baggy nearly-pajama-bottom kind. After significant weight-loss (~YAY!~), I know I’d never wear them again. But I love linen. And it just seemed to me that there must be something that could be done with them — too much yardage to confine to the rag pile.
So now, because my BFF is a whiz with the sewing machine and always game for a challenge, I have two linen hand-towels for my neutral-palette bathroom.
But as the infomercial shouts: Wait – there’s MORE!
BONUS: A new, very roomy project bag!
KnittingKittens just slays me. I ask for hand-towels, and she comes back with this. (Although I do agree with her, held a certain way, it does look like a pair of men’s boxers, but that – ahem – slit is actually the pocket. ) Plenty of room for two skeins of Spirit Trail Fiberworks Nona, destined to become something you’ll see on display at the Maryland Sheep and Wool Festival.
So remind me – why on earth would I even think about learning to sew?
Yes, there is knitting going on chez Owl, just not much to show at the moment. The delicious Kilkenny Cowl is now blocking …