A realistic peek into today's work in progress would include: me brandishing a box knife at the mountain of shipping boxes that has popped up this week & is making my studio more like an obstacle course than I'd like, then wandering away in defeat; me discovering that the clever inventory markings (have this, need to make this) I scribbled down on a large wholesale order were in fact exactly opposite of the way I later interpreted them, resulting in nothing being as ready to go as I thought it was; me glowering at an unsorted pile of shirts; etc. And, really, nobody wants to see that.
So, of course, instead, I'm thinking about corduroy skirts. Call it my work in planning.
Apparently, I secretly believe that you can never have too many red corduroy skirts, because all of the fabric in that picture comes from separate shopping trips, over the course of two separate corduroy seasons, accompanied by separate sincere beliefs that I will make cute little fall skirts for my daughter. I think I'm going to make the skirt out of the bottom fabric, with a band at the bottom out of the middle fabric, & while I'd like to figure out a way to incorporate the top fabric as well, I think the weights are too different to pull it off without turning it into much more of a corduroy patchwork experience than I want. Sounds like a good tv project for tonight.
with banana bread for after.