What I wear, when I wear it, and how it works on my bike
Today, I was a charwoman and dressed appropriately. I got cleaner on my pants, which now have a slight brassy red smear on one thigh. That’s the price for a clean kitchen.
Then, I relaxed, although I considered sewing. I recently found this postcard in my sewing room. You’ll note the sketch.
We were in Quebec a short while ago, with a friend who was taking us to all her favorite shops. This one had a wonderful jacket/shrug that I made a sketch of, to see if I could figure it out, because that was my intent for the fall: figuring out simple patternless garments.
I can’t quite recall what the thing looked like finished, although I recall carefully noting how few seams the piece had. Maybe next weekend, I’ll grab some cheap knit jersey and play around with it.