How you ask?

I have a small army of scissors, some sharper than others. have recently determined that I am in love with my Giant Fiskars.

There are four sewing machines that live at my house.


1. My Bernina 930 - inherited from a friend of my grandmother. It's over 20 years old, but I'll NEVER go back!

2. My cheap reliable Kenmore from Sears - purchased as an open box special.



3. My Kenmore Serger 16677- Cheapest one Sears had to offer, but has been VERY reliable. It's a little fussy at times, but it works and works and works.


4. Anitque Singer Featherweight Machine (with ALL the extras!) - my dad gave me this one.


And that leaves my LARGER army of fabric, trim, sweaters, ugly sailboat dresses (which I am modeling for you) and other miscellaneous goodies that are too fabulous to destash.

I am a garage sale junkie. When I drive by a sign a little voice in my head gasps and says "GARAGE SALE!" The day I got married (a lovely day in May) there were so many garage sales all the way to the ceremony that I practically broke out into a cold sweat trying to keep driving. The same happens with thrift stores.

I hate buying fabric at fabric stores, although I have an undying love for Crafty Planet in Minneapolis. But sometimes I am forced to.

The magic happens (usually after my kiddos fall asleep) when I am able to get myself immersed in my supplies and create. I rarely use patterns (for what they are intended). I devour old sewing books. And when I was in high school I used to take apart articles of clothing to see how they were put together. Incidently, I often stayed home on the weekends to quilt and deconstruct clothes... I still do I guess.