The series is called "Sewing Confrontations" and she's asking a number of other bloggy friends this November to man up (or woman up, or trans up, as the case may be) and force ourselves to work on some sewing issue that we have been struggling with or avoiding. Since my machines have been gathering dust on their shiny avocado-and-lemon-smoke exteriors, I thought this might be a good way to get back into things. After all, it's football season and it's soon going to be too cold to even run errands.
I thought hard about something I have been neglecting but thought I could realistically accomplish in a month. I'm not going to successfully free-motion the bed quilt I made for myself last winter by the end of November. This I know is simply not happening. I've been putting off quilting it at all for a year. I mean, it took me an hour last night to quilt straight lines on a POTHOLDER. Yeah.
But you know what is bothering me and I might be motivated to do? Pants. Like many women, I struggle mightily to consistently find pants that fit worth a toss. And once I do seem to find a brand and style I like, THEY CHANGE THEM! Sometimes the entire style is revamped (so much for the J. Crew Favorite Fits that got me through grad school--were they only my favorite??) sometimes they decide to get