Jun 29, 2012
Friends, do you ever read sewing blogs and get the distinct impression that other people lead much more exciting and glamorous lives than you do? Don't think I'm referring to my life -- surely you've noticed by now that I'm usually dressed in a stained t-shirt or boxers and standing in front of a sofa we found on Craigslist.
No, I'm referring to someone like Debi, in fact, to Debi herself. Have you read her latest blog post? Readers, she attended a ball. There she is, dressed up like Kay Francis (a very glamorous film actress in the 1930's, now forgotten), with her husband and co-sewer David, looking every inch the movie star himself.
About the event Debi says, and I quote: "It [i.e., the ball] was definitely one of the highlights of the week!"
Well I'm glad she's definite about it.
Debi, sit down. If I had attended a ball, or had any occasion to wear black tie, satin gowns, or be photographed next to an ice sculpture -- ever -- it would be the highlight of my month, my year, and maybe my life. Next time you're at a glamorous event, dressed to the nines, Debi, at least bring us home a party favor or something; it could be a giveaway. (The nerve of some people.)
And that, readers, is my Quote of the Week -- perhaps an ongoing feature here at MPB if it proves popular.
In other news, as you can see up top, my vintage 1969 Simplicity men's blazer pattern has arrived, which means nothing is standing in the way of my starting my linen jacket project except my own inertia and fear. Maybe I'll launder my blue linen this weekend. Or make a bucket hat.
Sewing machine fanatics, have you seen this? Yes, Elna is reintroducing the Lotus -- albeit in computerized form. As the kids say, I can't hardly believe it!
But wait -- you're all probably wondering whatever became of my Elna Lotus. Surely you remember the stirring saga of this eBay fiasco. Readers, the short version is that I returned it to the seller (at her cost), who (unfortunately for her) gave me an incomplete return address. So, like a 25 lb. boomerang, the sewing machine came back to me. At which point, the emotionally-exhausted-but-still-hostile seller threw her up her hands (or just threw up) and let me keep it. Karma's a bitch.
No fool, I opened it up, oiled it, de-linted it, and it's working great. It still looks like it was left outside in the rain and beaten with sticks, but it sews a lovely stitch. Like I always say, there's no sewing machine like a free sewing machine. Which could also be the Quote of the Week, come to think of it.
And speaking of free, this was sitting in my building's trash last weekend!
Readers, I am sorry to say I left it there. I mean, I can't adopt all the orphaned sewing machines in the world.
In closing, a few short questions:
1) Have you ever found a sewing machine in the trash?
2) Do you agree that if you attend at a ball and eat ice cream, you should at least say that it was THE highlight of your week, even if you have to lie about it?
3) Don't you think I look better in toile de Jouy than Lady Gaga?
Happy Friday, everybody!