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Ultra-Soft Robe



Alrighty! It's been about a year since I posted--one very
consuming year in which I did lots of therapy sewing while totally enjoying reading other sewing

bloggers. ...but now I'm ready to jump back in.

...and! I'm planning on opening a small-scale sewing school--too excited for words about that. So, the blog design will probably get a redesign and I'm working on a logo, etc. I also realize I'm not a great photographer. I decided that none of that is going to hold me back; I'm just going to jump in.

However.

I had carpel tunnel and ulnar nerve surgery on my right hand/elbow. Today. Sigh. Sidelined for a bit. At least the productivity--but not the planning. Here I am pecking away at the blog, surprising even myself. Amazing at what I can do with left hand only.

I suggested having this done in Bangkok and convalescing at the Movenpick on Puckett Island. Randy wasn't keen on that. Sigh.

My latest make is M7516, a badly needed new robe. The two shamefully old ones went away in a charity bag, forcing me into action.  The pattern envelope is MIA at the moment.  Hmm.


My daughter, Nikki, over at Pin, Cut, Sew showed up on a recent visit showing off M7516 in this beauty and refused to give it to me.  Hmph.

I love my new robe! (and that's a shower curtain in back, not wallpaper)


It's made from a super soft rayon french terry from Colorado Fabrics--pink on the wrong side. I mad a straight medium and really like the fit through the neck and shoulders. Shortening the sleeves by 1" was the only change I made.  I also love the soft drape-y cowl/hood thingy.  






So, I now have something soft & comfy to convalescence in. Makes up for the Movenpick. Sort of.

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