“Once you have traveled, the voyage never ends, but is played out over and over again in the quietest chambers, that the mind can never break off from the journey.” -Pat Conroy

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This one spent a good part of the morning staring down the steel death trap.  Why a death trap you may ask?  Because at every cross, and there are A LOT of them, there is a pin just waiting to draw blood.  And I am supposed to hand sew this lot?

Well, I tried one intersection and it didn’t take long before I got stabbed by the pin just above what I was sewing.  ‘

So I went back to my perch on the sofa arm rest and glared at it some  more.

Historical accuracy is the last thing on my mind.  That idea got blown out of the water the second I had the audacity to buy polyester belting and sew it in.  That being said, this is the 21st century, there has got to be a better way to do this.

Then it came to me!  Debone the bugger and THEN shove it through the machine! Ah! I’m brilliant.


It only took me 20 min to debone the skirt and a little less than an hour to sew all of the intersections with Taylor’s help.  Yeah, it took a while, but I know I would have taken longer and I would have been more frustrated if I had done it by hand.

A rather short progress mark for a half day’s work.  But the hoop WEEPS for a good petticoat.  And payday isn’t until Friday.  Thus, I am at another stand still.  Boo!

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