I told you a couple of days ago that my best coping strategy for a case of the blues was to create something with my hands. When I found some fantastic pink and brown tweed at the fabric store for ONE DOLLAR A YARD (oh, my heart), I bought two yards and knew I had to do something with it.
Inspired by many of the adorable pincushions I've seen sprouting up at craft blogs all over the place, I decided to make one or two. Or a hundred. Because once I got started making these little dealihoos, I have been unable to stop. They're so cute, easy, and I've already finished nine of them. But I have another 15 cut out, ready to sew. Yes, FIFTEEN. And that's just from the tweed. After this batch, I plan to try some with a more whimsical fabric.
Which means that everyone in my life who has ever even looked sideways at a sewing machine will be getting a pincushion for their next three birthdays. Either that, or I'm opening a pincushion store.
But the funk? It's a little less funky...
