My sewing machine saw a lot of action (well, comparatively) this weekend, which was really nice, actually. I’ve always liked sewing (it’s fun!), but usually balked at the amount of not-so-fun measuring, ironing, cutting, ironing, re-measuring, ironing, etc. that has to come first. I am most definitely not a “measure twice, cut once” type of girl, and since that is rather a prerequisite for your sewing to turn out properly, it’s not surprising that I often opt for (the much more forgiving) knitting instead.
Not this weekend though! I actually got enough into the groove that I broke out the iron at one point, and properly pressed my seams and folded edges — just like a good seamstress!
Unlike a good seamstress however, 3 out of the 4 cloth bags I produced this weekend (yes, I know, all this excitement for a whopping four bags? shut up; I’m very proud of myself) have errors of the “You know, if you had measured your fabric properly in the first place instead of eyeballing it with the scissors, that wouldn’t be an issue…” variety. While very frustrating if I dwell on them, I figure that overall the bags are still quite nice, and really, since they’re intended to be used for gift-giving (as wrapping paper alternatives), no one is likely to focus much on the bags themselves anyway. (…right?)
So! Did you want to see them? I’ll just assume that’s a yes…
This was the first bag. (Tomato included for scale.) I heartily love the fabric, but strongly dislike having the drawstring right at the top: it just doesn’t make for a pretty closure. So! I changed that in the second bag…
I also fell in love with this fabric (the robins and snowmen! so cute!), but surprisingly working with all these winter-y-themed fabrics didn’t put me in a Christmasy mood, which gives me hope that I won’t get sick of them year-round as gift-giving bags.
Lest you worry that all of my bags are made with holiday-themed fabrics, no. I did make an effort to buy some fairly neutral fabrics as well. All of the bags are also reversible — after all, I have a reputation to uphold. The Boy holds the mysterious conviction that everything I sew is double-sided. Who am I to disprove him?
The final bag, of which I am proudest in a bizarre, inventress-gone-mad kind of way, is also the smallest. I was getting irritated with the whole drawstring idea: ribbon is really not strong enough with two layers of fabric, but also I wouldn’t want every present to look like a dumpling, you know? So I made this one instead, which also allowed me to finally try out the button-holing aspect of my sewing machine.
So exciting! Zigzaginess that allows me to rip into the fabric with (limited) abandon and emerge with a neat, bordered hole! Huzzah!
I think I’m going to make bags with actual buttons on them next time, in a shape to mimic a wrapped box.
So, that was the crafty part of my weekend: four bags, all different (a little). The experimentation was definitely good for me, as was the (eventual) succumbing to the ironing and proper measuring habits. Perhaps one day I’ll stop being such a lazy, sloppy seamstress — one has to start somewhere.