Sew Fun

A confession:

I fell off the Refashion bandwagon.  Hard.


I won’t go into the details of what I purchased, but I will say that the lure of the new spring fashions on ones birthday is nearly impossible to resist.  The changing of the seasonal clothes is like fashion kryptonite to me, and I was powerless against its force.

Falling off has forced me to refocus and recommit myself to refashioning and creating something new out of what I already have.  Like Mooncalf suggests: Make, do and mend.  Words to live by, my friends.

What I’ve done to counteract my spending spree:

My mom flew in as a surprise for my birthday, and after she took me shopping, she encouraged me to go out and get that sewing machine.  Finally.  I mean, she sent me money to buy one for my birthday last year, and I must have spent it on yarn because a sewing machine never appeared.  So with her support I picked out a swingin’ Singer machine and got to experimenting.

I learned a thing or two about sewing back in Miss Friday’s home economics class.  There were projects, and I completed them with some measure of success.  I think my mom still has that little Easter bunny I made, and if its seams remain sturdy after all these years I must have done something right.

When it came time to break in the Singer, I didn’t want to mess around with things like “patterns” or “information”, I just wanted to get busy!  Recently someone told me about how you could transform an old t-shirt into a reusable shopping bag with a minimum of effort.  Perfect.  I found a shirt that was too small, and while I was digging around I found one that had holes in the armpits.

I like cereal.  A lot.

I like cereal. A lot.

I used a grocery sack as a template for width and length.  Then I simply cut off the sleeves of both shirts below the seam, and cut a new opening.  Since I wanted to show off some snazzy contrast stitching on the lining I just pinned the two fabrics together with an inward fold.  (pardon the lack of technical jargon here–I’m winging it!)


I zipped around the armholes and across the top of the straps to ensure stability, then turned the whole thing inside out and sewed the bottom closed.  The entire project took about 30 minutes (not counting the 30 it took me to get the bobbin wound correctly).  It’s not perfect, but that wasn’t the point, was it?

I’m proud of myself for finding a new use for something I wasn’t using anymore.  I think this is something I could do more of, both with clothing and odd items around the house.  It’s exciting and empowering to be able to make your own stuff! As a knitter I already knew this on one level, but this sewing thing has opened up a whole new world to me.