Sunday, 18 January 2015


Oh, hello again!
How have you been?
OK, in brief; I moved into my sisters place in London, took up an internship in a sample room for a company who design and make clothes (!!!) got a job out of it, moved into a flat with a good friend, learnt French to a level that Primary School children would be envious of (something I promised myself I would do, here) started Salsa (quit Salsa) went to two new countries, discovered a love for red wine and Jamie Dornan, took up yoga (and consequently realised just how inflexible I am) and spent time trying to learn a lot of things about...a lot of things. 
Enough of what I have been doing though, as aside from a couple of soft furnishing projects for my new flat, the pride of place my sewing books still have in my bookcase, and the fact that my bedroom looks like it is paying tribute to a haberdashery, I am a little embarrassed to say that I have not spent a lot of time with one of my greatest former companions, my sewing machine. I don't know if it is because I work amongst fabrics all day, finding loose threads in my hair when I come home, so I cannot face an evening hanging out with my pincushion, or if I have been intimidated by the talents of those around me and my realisation that I still have a lot to learn (all the more reason to keep on sewing really, I know) but whatever the reason, being the writer of a sewing blog when not a lot of sewing has been happening, doesn't lead to the most gripping material...
 but wait!
I am conscious that this post may so far be misinterpreted as my bowing out of the sewing world, but this, in fact, could not be further from the truth.
HURRAH! I hear you cheer! (well, I don't, but I am trying for optimism!)
This all changed just before Christmas, when I had a really exciting offer that had me rethreading my sewing machine and reaching for my pattern books!
Known for her quirky skirts, mismatched shoes and charmingly catchy lyrics, when the incredibly talented Jazz Mino (who also happens to be my flatmates sister) asked me to make her a skirt to add to her wonderfully eclectic wardrobe to be worn in her new music video, how could I refuse?!
Now, I'm not going to lie, I did hesitate a little before agreeing to help Jazz, because making clothes for myself is one thing - knowing how to conceal wonky hems, unevenly distributed buttonholes and untidy seams with accessories and by standing suitable distances away from people are handy tricks I have learnt when adorning my own makes, but making for someone else is another game entirely, this has to be...whats the word?...oh yeah, good! (gulp) but not only am I making for someone else (who, I might add, isn't my mum and therefore is obliged to love everything I make her, even when it was made out of macaroni and covered in glitter) I am making something that is going to be filmed, like, for people to see...(double gulp) I don't like to make things easy for myself do I? Maybe I should start wrapping this up and head back to my sewing machine before I scare myself out of the project!
Jazz reading 'Love at First Stitch' by the super Tilly during our planning session
The fun began on a chilly Saturday morning around my kitchen table, and as the peppermint tea flowed, so did the ideas, and before long, we had donned our coats, scarves and bobble hats and thanks to a handy google search aided by fellow bloggers on where is best to buy fabrics in the area, were on our way to East London to spend our pennies on fabric, netting, ribbon and pretty trims based upon the doodles we had sketched on a notepad.
I won't divulge too many details now, but am super excited to be able to share with you what we have been working on very soon - and this time, I really do mean soon! In the meantime, here is a sneak peak: