You'll have to forgive all the photos in this post - Adelaide and I were home alone (boys out skiing - hooray for snow finally!), she was having fun, I was having fun, and I got a bit carried away with the camera. Going from 110 photos (no, really) down to two would be just too painful for this mama this morning. So you get more than that today.
I did some fabric stash cleaning after the holidays, which meant that everything that didn't fit on the shelving I have was sent (back, in most cases) to the thrift shop. Except for this one eensy pile that I couldn't find a place for, but I didn't want to part with. I've been tripping over that pile for the last month, which was just the motivation and reminder I needed to actually *use* it so I could stop the annoying cluttering, tripping cycle before I injured myself tripping over a pile of fabric. How ironic would that be?
In said pile was this vintage chenille bedspread, which i thought would make some fun pants for the babe. Naturally, the pants needed a top, and since I'm not yet sick of making the smocks, another smock it was, and in the print and colorway I seem to be (happily) stuck in this week.
Since that was only an eensy corner of the bedspread, I spent the rest of my studio time sewing up the rest of it. You'll see the results in the shop tomorrow.
(Seven photos, if you're counting. That's just absurd.) Oh, her shoes (oh, I'm on to you! I know you'd ask!). They're wool, and by Primigi. And everytime she wears them I wish I had a pair too. Is it so wrong to covet my toddler daughters shoes? They're green and have pom poms on them, for crying out loud. Pom Poms, people! I need those shoes. In fact, I think I'd mama-size the whole outfit if I could. For now I'll just adore it on her and take 110 photos of her cuteness.
