Listening: Swallowtail Contradance Band
Movies: Jennifer's Body on TV while I was sewing. Wow, if ever there was a movie about teenagers made by a painfully hip, desperately self-conscious, forty-year-old woman, this is it. Messy plot, terrible dialogue, unconvincing characters, trying too hard all around. I guess I'm too old to watch this kind of thing, anyway.
Reading: Jeannette Walls, The Glass Castle (2005). I got six pages in and already hated her parents so much that I'm not sure I'll be able to finish it.
Movies: Jennifer's Body on TV while I was sewing. Wow, if ever there was a movie about teenagers made by a painfully hip, desperately self-conscious, forty-year-old woman, this is it. Messy plot, terrible dialogue, unconvincing characters, trying too hard all around. I guess I'm too old to watch this kind of thing, anyway.
Reading: Jeannette Walls, The Glass Castle (2005). I got six pages in and already hated her parents so much that I'm not sure I'll be able to finish it.
There's not much more to say, except that I did the sleeve plackets last night. David Page Coffin's book Shirtmaking saved me once again. Sleeve plackets are exactly the kind of
smallish, fiddly, folding-and-ironing-intensive thing that I usually
botch hopelessly, and yet they always come out all right, thanks to his template and instructions.
The dark splotch is a dye blot. I cut the biggest pieces of the dress from the un-blotchiest part of the fabric and am now down to cutting the smaller pieces around the blotches, but sometimes they don't fit. Whatever.
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