“I know that I must do what’s right As sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti…” Oh Toto, I do love you! No, not the dog (although I do adore small spunky dogs, so in Kansas with time on my hands, I would surely give the wee guy a cuddle…). Toto the band,…… Continue reading On the hunt in Montrose
Hello again. It’s been all go here at Plum Towers, starting with a VERY flying visit to Sydney , to sew no less. Get me eh? It made me feel terribly fabulous at work Friday night drinks, for once instead of “oh you know, chores, sewing, some TV, talking to the cats” I got…… Continue reading This is how we do fit….
I know, I’m back on the birds. Its been a topsy turvy few weeks here at Plum Towers, and I’ve had several projects on the go (including a rather fabulous cardi for Mr PK!). He was away at his parents so I had a whole weekend to actually get things finished. Like this beauty for…… Continue reading Away with the birds, Lenox…
Well who could resist those feathers? After the debacle that was my attempt at pants, I really needed a successful sew to get me back on track. Something I could whip up in a weekend, wear to work Monday & not mess up . Or mess up much anyway… Hello Turner dress! Now I’ll be…… Continue reading Turner for the weekend
I didn’t intend to make a sleeveless top for Autumn. I didn’t intend to make one for Summer either if I’m honest. Like my mother, her mother, and doubtless many of my ancestors I have “sturdy” arms. The kind that render much of what is on offer on the High Street unwearable (or in some…… Continue reading Springfield for Autumn
In what could well be a first, I not only made a muslin, I then took onboard some advice & altered my pattern for the next make. What a difference it makes! While I was actually pretty happy with my first Dartmouth , it was a wee bit loose around the bust. I am often bang on pattern…… Continue reading Another day, another Dartmouth
Its been a tricky sewing week, after a couple of misses earlier on I finally listened to those much smarter than I and made a muslin! Impatience, combined with a certain amount of “she’ll be right” have previously ensured I throw caution (and in some cases rather lovely fabric) to the wind. Then I brought…… Continue reading Dartmouth for Wonder Woman…
