I'm so Vera Wang I don't even know it

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I am so incredibly blessed to have a friend like Kesha.  She's my juice - when I talk to her, I feel like I can do anything.  She is so positive and encouraging yet knows just how and when to give me a kick in the butt to move me to action.  Everyone needs a Kesha and I strive daily to be the kind of friend to her that she is to me.


When she got wind of my retarded fear of my sewing machine, she called me and informed me that she was coming over and together we were going to take the sewing machine out of the box.  I told her that she was more than welcome to come over, but that I wasn't sure about the whole sewing thing.  In her calm sweet voice she said, "Yes we will.  You are taking that machine out of that box and you are going to sew."  The following is what happened.

Gingerly removing the styrofoam.  

Heartbeat quickening, wanting to walk away.

All right, I got this far.  It's still in one piece.

Getting set up, not knowing what the heck I was doing.

I was just plugging things where I thought they went.

Then I pulled out the bandanna that has defeated me for almost a month.  When I was at Kristina's house, she'd given me the fabric (thanks Kristina!) and under her supervision I sewed most of it.

This is my 'grrr I don't want to do this' face.

Even though the only thing I had left was to attach the ties.

Reading the manual, trying to stall and terrified I'm going to break it.

I still haven't touched it by this point.

I couldn't stall anymore.  It was out, it was plugged in.  It was go-time.

Sticking the spool on the spool-holder.

The machine didn't spontaneously explode.

Am I even doing this right?

You loop this thingy over that thingy and then bring it down

over the other thingy

I think

I just threaded the needle!  I did it!!  And I didn't break anything!!

I think I did a happy dance in my chair.

More stalling - getting the needle threaded put me one step closer

to actually having to use the machine.

Granted, my project was tiny and not at all complicated so I can say that winding the bobbin and threading the needle was the hardest part for me.  For the ties of the bandanna, I just turned them inside out, sewed a straight line and turned them right side out so I could attach them to the bandanna.

Apparently I like to channel Michael Jordan when I sew.  Who knew?

After she showed me a particularly retarded picture of myself

You guys, I finished the bandanna!

Drew called just as I finished and I was telling him that

I'm pretty much the next Vera Wang.

All because of my juice!  My angel!  My friend!

Thank you Kesha!!

I just love the colors against Maya's coat

It's so hard to get her to hold still!

I was so encouraged by my work and as long as I had Kesha's magic with me, I took out one of my shirts to fix.  I even changed out the thread color and threaded a new bobbin without incident!  It was an easy fix, just bringing in the sides an inch or so.  When I finished, it looked great!  I was so happy!  

Now that I have actually used my sewing machine without breaking it, I've set my eye on all the clothes in my closet that don't fit me.  I've decided to turn our solarium into my sewing room - if I'm going to be the next Vera Wang I need a workspace!

*Note - In no way do I consider myself Vera Wang at all.  I made a bandanna.  For a dog - they are notoriously easy to please.  I don't have that big a head.  Forehead, yes.  Ego, no.  Glad we could clear that up - I could see the 'who do you think you are' comments coming a mile away.