I can't figure out what my problem is with doll clothes. I've been working all day and the only fruits I have to show for my labor are an abandoned ill shaped t-shirt, a some what less ill shaped dress that will at least be suitable for Baby Girl to adopt on behalf of her own dolls, and a bodice, fairly well constructed though it lends a somewhat linebackeresque air to the wee doll it is meant for.
I've held myself here, forging back to the machine whenever my mind wanders until I can bear it no longer. I promised Baby Girl the dollies would be ready for Bestest tomorrow, and so they shall, but for the moment I must give up.
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- My Name is Eva. Not Ev as in "Evening" but Ev as in "evolution". Here's your chance to observe my personal evolution, or lack of it, as I document my works, both flesh and fabric. I sew with a passion. Have done since I was a girl, and, more recently, rear a quartet of awe-inspiring children. Welcome
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