Monday, July 2, 2012
I have made thirteen skirts this summer, and I am still mad for more. I still have them in my head, clamoring to be made real. This weekend I have been making, well, something between a pencil skirt and an A-line, with zippers and pockets and topstitching and everything. I have a robin's egg blue corduroy and a candy apple corduroy, and I am thinking of making something in a brown tweed or something equally librarian-ish, maybe wool to wear with leggings in the fall. And I am thinking that I have plenty of skirts, I have a full wardrobe overhaul and more already, and I have things to do with money, but I don't want to stop I love them so much.