I'm riding a small wave of winter-cleaning this week. It's about time I box up my maternity clothes, as Charlotte's almost two! However, I can't quite pack up these three sweaters. I know I'll never wear them. Never have. They're just too boxy and big, even for maternity-wear. And who needs three of the same thing anyhow, even if they were a bargain?
Aah, but they're wool...
So, I've decided it's time for a re-fashion, my first in a long time. And, I've given myself two rules:
1. I'm not allowed to make a pattern first. I've just got to cut into it and work it out as I go (even if I don't end up liking the result).
2. It must be slightly weird (again, even if I don't end up liking the result).
I'm excited to get to work on it, as I'm in need of a project of no monumental importance, a palate cleanser. Ha! I like that. A palate cleanser. Perfect.