I usually work on the basis of minimum input for maximum output. Cooking. Sewing. Life.
I like instant gratification.
When sewing, this typically means projects completed in under an hour. Even less if I can help it. By this time The Little One is usually done with trashing my studio and ready to move on to greener pastures.
This weeks project was the opposite. A spent the best part of Saturday making this little . . . drawstring bag?! I came to loathe that stitch unpick.
I expected it would be a twenty minute job. Halfa at the most. It took me hours.
A bit of experimentation with some dodgy eyelet pliers seemed like a good idea. Resulted in serious fabric munching and shredded drawstring. The very fun and practical waterproof lining, made for seriously slippery sewing and shoddy stitching.
But when things go wrong, it often leads to some creative ingenuity. As was the case here. I'm happy with the outcome, even if it doesn't reflect all the blood, sweat and tears.
... and I'm sure the Little Man it's been made for will appreciate the finer details of the design and craftsmanship, as he takes it off to swimming or soccer.