Two – if not three – birthdays ago Tom bought me some black and silver fabric and some black lining.
I knew it wasn’t the kind of cheap material I usually buy and that, with the lining (I don’t usually line ANYTHING), intimidated me. I forgot that I was a competent sewer and so the fabric sat in my fabric pile for ages with Tom occasionally enquiring about how it was going.
I finally began the dress months ago and even sewed the lining so it fitted into the dress. But then I got distracted again (I blame craft) and it once again took up residence in the half-done pile…
This week I finished it.