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Days 28-31 To the finish line!
Day 28
I started to attach the gold cloth to the top of K's costume. I had NOTHING but problems: curling, bunching, thread breaking, and the bottom of the shirt disintegrating under the stitching. After a frustrating 90 minutes, I stopped and went on to more pleasant activities, like folding laundry.
Day 29
I assessed the gold trim again; I changed the sewing machine needle (I had been using the wrong kind), and changed the thread, but nothing worked, and my skills were not up to trying to make it work and get finished in 3 days. I admitted defeat, and informed K, who wailed and wailed. I promised her we would work on it again starting in January, and have it ready for our local SF convention in May. (And in the meantime, I'll get my machine serviced, because tension was part of the problem, and find a substitute for the gold fabric that isn't as finicky.)
(I took K to a thrift store after school on Wed, and we were able to find her a suitable beautiful costume.)
Day 30
Since I hadn't put my sewing machine away yet, GB asked me to repair the stitching on the waistband of his pants (no picture).
Day 31
The clutter in my office/craft storage space had become overwhelming, and I needed to get things sorted in there so at least I wasn't tripping and slipping and having things fall on my head.
Before
After
And, after returning home from the sugar mugging, I sat down and worked on my cross stitch until I ran out of thread in the needle.
I started to attach the gold cloth to the top of K's costume. I had NOTHING but problems: curling, bunching, thread breaking, and the bottom of the shirt disintegrating under the stitching. After a frustrating 90 minutes, I stopped and went on to more pleasant activities, like folding laundry.
Day 29
I assessed the gold trim again; I changed the sewing machine needle (I had been using the wrong kind), and changed the thread, but nothing worked, and my skills were not up to trying to make it work and get finished in 3 days. I admitted defeat, and informed K, who wailed and wailed. I promised her we would work on it again starting in January, and have it ready for our local SF convention in May. (And in the meantime, I'll get my machine serviced, because tension was part of the problem, and find a substitute for the gold fabric that isn't as finicky.)
(I took K to a thrift store after school on Wed, and we were able to find her a suitable beautiful costume.)
Day 30
Since I hadn't put my sewing machine away yet, GB asked me to repair the stitching on the waistband of his pants (no picture).
Day 31
The clutter in my office/craft storage space had become overwhelming, and I needed to get things sorted in there so at least I wasn't tripping and slipping and having things fall on my head.
Before
After
And, after returning home from the sugar mugging, I sat down and worked on my cross stitch until I ran out of thread in the needle.