The air is getting cooler, and I find myself digging deeper in the closet for the warmer, heavier clothes. I reached in last week for these pants - my favorite short pants of last fall - only to find they had succumbed to the terribly contagious and vicious shrinking disease that has taken over my entire closet now. You might remember - the favorite vintage dress? Anyway, I have no room for sassy pants in my closet, and so - snip, snip went the legs.
And out came some skirts. With a little trim at the hem, serged top, waistband casing made, elastic inserted, and voila - 30 minutes later - two new-ish, fall-ish little skirts.
One for my babe, and one for her cousin. I'm trying to teach them the fine art of matching. So far, so good.
