
After I sewn all the blouse, I talked with my mother. She has also a sewing machine and more experience than I do. About 30 years ago, buying clothes was a luxury. And plus we were twins, so every garment had to be double.
So, she would buy the fabrics and Burda magazines and she would do our clothes. (my sister and mine).
So, just to say that on the phone she was talking about the armholes and the neckline and that I had to do the bias hem... or whatever that means...
Saturday, she was here at my house, for my son's 3rd birthday. I showed her the blouse.
She asked me: "do you want me to fix it?"
And I replied: "No, I want to do it on my own. If I wanted it for you to do it, I would give you the fabric. I want to learn how to do this."
And I replied: "No, I want to do it on my own. If I wanted it for you to do it, I would give you the fabric. I want to learn how to do this."
I understand that I'm going to have a lot of setbacks along the way, and the the first experiences will look like high-school craft classes, but I believe that after a couple of setbacks, I will get it and start doing some nice blouses for me.
She then explained me how I had to sew the blouse. The neckline turning out was not good. She taught me how to do the bias hem. Understood!
Yesterday, I took the holiday and while my son was taking his nap, I did it. It is already basted. Now there is only missing the armholes.
My will to do this right is a lot... Really a lot...
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