pillow-modePosted: August 3, 2011
ya know how i’ve been in pillow-mode? i decided i would try and advance my sewing skills and teach myself how to install a zipper in a pillow cover. i looked at several tutorials, several videos and after feeling pretty confident installing a zipper was a piece of cake, i went for it.
it took me quite some time to figure out how to attach the dang zipper foot. but i conquered that.
pillow-mode was abruptly halted when i ended up with a couple broken sewing needles. no-one in those tutorial videos broke their needles. they left that part out. or maybe i’m doing something wrong.
so after a trip to joann fabrics to buy some replacement needles, i decided to go back to what i know.
straight lines. no zippers. (but a few staples.)
i jumped out of pillow-mode and into footstool-mode.
but not fancy footstool-mode with piping around the edges or anything. to apply piping or cording or whatever it’s called, i think you need to know how to use your zipper foot.
and apparently i don’t.
so i’ve done plain ol’ recovering of a vintage footstool i found over a year ago and never got around to recovering. imagine that.
this was one of those beat-up items at goodwill. they wanted $4 for it and it was torn and taped and sad. and it sat there and it sat there and it sat there. when it finally went to half-off, i figured i’d rescue the poor thing for $2.
nice size. ok-looking from a distance.
as i’ve mentioned lately, i’ve been digging through old vintage fabric scraps and i patched together a few of them to create this beauty. i’m kinda loving the vintage hunter dogs. what are they called? bird dogs? pointers? what the hell are they called? i think my aunt and uncle used to own these when i was a young’un. or did they just own paintings of these dogs? or was it my family who owned a painting of these dogs? my mind these days, i tell ya. used to be sharp as a tack. now. now it seems i don’t remember anything quite correctly.
let’s just say there’s some kind of family history with these dogs that i don’t know the name of. could be a live, breathing thing, could be a painting.
i thought about painting the legs white for a brief second. and then that thought left. it’s too hot. i won’t rule it out in the future, but for now, natural wood legs.
anyway, fuck zippers.