My family is sturdy. If we were on Game of Thrones, we'd be kickin' ass during the winter scenes. Really, we are muscular and strong.
and some of us are a bit fat.
I'm just carrying a little extra weight. I don't know how much because why get on the scale and get all depressed and then want to have the last Earl Grey lemon shortbread cookie. A cookie so sophisticated that it doesn't count as a treat but is a necessary accompaniment to specialty teas, or just a big glass of milk.
This is my Mom in 1942 and those ears belong to my oldest brother Paul. I'm sure he is getting a cookie. Wasn't she pretty?
What does all this have to do with sewing? Well, I have worked on a blouse for about 4 days and it is just a little too tight for comfort. The same pattern has been used three times previously and each of THOSE fit.
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I have removed the darts and even added cute gussets for my hips. damn. I need a cookie.