This has been
staring at calling at me for weeks.
I committed to a secret purse swap some time ago and I have been sweating over this for weeks.
My secret swap partner shares almost the same taste in fabrics as I do - at least I think so - and that uncertainty was causing the sweat because maybe I got it wrong, right?
Well - I finally dug into this completely unknown territorie - I've never made a purse before.
At first it didn't go too well. Which is an understatement thats almost a lie.
You need to use interfacing to make the purse a bit stiff and that word makes me shake. A LOT.
Interfacing. Horrible word!
So I bought different pieces and when it arrived I could not tell it apart. HAHA - *sigh*....
Whattodo whattodo?
Samples.
So I ironed different pieces of youknowwhat to fabric and spent a long time feeling and fondling and hugging those samples to find out which one was the best suitable to use in a purse.
Having never seen or held such a purse I did not know anything about how such a purse is supposed to feel and which youknowwhat was the best to use. Huhh.... Not much help there.
I made some patterns.
It looked weird. The engineer in me demanded those patterns to be constructed properly, so I dug out the drawing and meassuring gear.
I looked at tutorials and could not get the angles right. Oh well - the tutorial writers are most likely not overachieving perfectionistic engineers and just plot in some angles with arrows pointing in very very not-engineering-correct-directions - which everybody else understand except me.
I like it ... correct. *sigh*
So I took a lot of breaks and did a lot of crochet instead but kept thinking about this purse. Constantly.
I also caught a nasty cold and felt extremely sorry for myself and all the frames were still laying there - now looking at me in a sort of.... accusing way.
I'm sure they were pointing their hinges at me and snapping closed when I turned my back at them!
Nausea set in. Procastination is a no-go for me, so on with it.
The small frames went bad. Total disaster. But I so wanted to make a tiny, sweet one for my partner.
Not good for rheumatic hands. AT. ALL.
Ruined 3 sewn purses that got glue all over - so I cleaned the glue off the small frames and put them aside. Thankfully I had bought a LOT of youknowwhat so I still had a lot left to practise the bigger purses with.
Oh... Acetone is not good for your brain. But it clears your airways if you have a nasty cold. Just saying.
The middle size purse went much better. Except the proportions were a bit weird...
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weird size.... |
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dark interior |
... but the finished result looked GREAT!
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I was very proud of this! |
And then - on to the REAL thing!
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Front |
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Back |
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Lining |
Finally I was satisfied with my efforts - this I can give away without being ashamed.
Nothing beats that feeling of doing good. HAHA - you just
need to be pleased with your self once in a while. And admit it :-))
I have added some goodies for my sweet secret swap partner.
Among those extra goodies is a readymade fabric coordinating small purse with a frame - without the frame glued on!!
I could not help sewing it but there is NO way I'm going to ruin this like the other small purses.
I hope my secret swap partner is up to a bit of gluing:-))
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Small purse with DIY-frame! |
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Looks gooooood :-)))) |
And now the purse + extra goodies are sent on their way to .. well, thats a secret for now:-)
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Ready to go! |
It was quite a troublesome 'pregnancy' and the 'birth' of this baby was long but I hope my partner like my precious baby. A baby I'm giving away.
I'm a bad, bad woman *lol*
I found a great card that leaves no doubt about my feelings that this purse is now finished:
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Pheeew.... |
Not only do I hope my sweet secret partner has humour - but I really, really hope she likes the purse and that I got her taste right.
Time will tell :-)