Christina of 2 Little Hooligans was kind enough to invite me into her Sewing Spaces blog series, and so today I have the pleasant challenge of trying to encompass everything that this room means to me in a handful of sentences and a few pretty pictures.
Someone who doesn’t have their own sewing space knows what a gift it would be given one, and I can’t imagine someone with one could ever stop being grateful for it. I’ll have to trust that, whatever your sewing room situation, you understand just what it means to me to be able to share these photos with you.
We’ve moved into this house about a year and a half ago, and I have taken my time getting my fingers into this space, learning how to use it, and collecting the details slowly.
I wouldn’t call the room “finished”, because there are still some key pieces that I want to tweak, like the cutting table, and better pattern storage. However, I am content with the speed of things. It is world’s better than where I started sewing when my first children where little.
Humble beginnings. We make do with what we are given, right?
(glass gem pattern weights)
Sewing is a material intensive hobby, and storage is a challenge. How do you keep things close at hand, and yet feel uncluttered? I feel like I am finally getting things where I want them to be.
Most of the fabric stash is out of sight, folded neatly in a tiny closet.
Clear bins aren’t glamorous, but they are fantastically functional for holding zippers, hardware, leather, ribbons, and the like.
The latches on these bins are crucial, as curious fingers are always digging around my room while I sew.
These little fingers always leave evidence of their intrusion.
On one hand, it drives me crazy when they meddle with this special space, but on the other, it feels appropriate that they invade every corner of my life.
My life is bettered by their invasion.
Be sure to hope over to 2 Little Hooligans to see more from this fun weekly series. Thanks for having me, Christina!