It's been out in the world for well over a week, but after I read Jessica Jones' account of how she made her spiffed up onesies, I felt like I'd met a sister under the skin.
It was her description of that patented look the folks at the fabric counter save up for those of us who know what we want, but not where it lives or what it's called (or really--in my case--how to use it). Even if I 'fess up that I don't know what I'm talking about (usually works with everyone except the auto mechanic), I still end up feeling like the one kid at the party who's there because the other kid's mother insisted. So it was nice to know that those fabric people don't save up all that attitude just for me.
Jessica was kind enough to give the how-tos on these onesies, too. As someone who edits reams of instructional text each and every live-long working day--I gotta say, that girl knows how to lay out the steps to a project.
Check out her blog, How about orange if you haven't already. It makes me happy. And not just because orange is my favorite color.
photo by Jessica Jones.
1 comment:
Hi Deb! Glad to know I'm not the only one wandering around the fabric store and feeling stupid! :) Yay! Thanks for commiserating.
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