So I had this tablecloth. It was huge, lacy and had a few holes in it, but I knew it was destined for greatness. What's not to love about sheer mustard yellow and lace, right???
|Yeah, maybe not so much with the yellow chairs...|
|But I loved the scalloped edge.|
Next I came across some polka dots in the fabric stash. It's amazing to me sometimes when you pick up a piece of fabric, it seems to take on a life of it's own. Somehow they transformed into this little set!
Speaking of cheeky, the thong sort of just happened. Maybe it's just because I ran out of fabric. Either way, I will never wear these. I don't even know if I own a thong anymore. I don't think I have since I was in my early twenties (I've had two kids, so I generally opt for the sausage casing Spanx when I get all gussied up and don't want a panty line (Sorry if I burst anyone's bubble - but all this? It's an illusion...)). Maybe that's too much information. But thongs to me seem like the most impractical of all undergarments. Okay, rant over. So, knowing all this, I still somehow managed to sew one up and don't totally hate it. Because come on, how cute are polkadots, ruffles and bows?
Underwear making is fun. :)