WIP that I picked up again after like 2 years. All that’s left is to add a modesty panel on the inside, figure out a waistband, and clean up some of the threads. The material frays like crazy so I will have to do something about the hem of the ruffles, which I folded over only once instead of twice like a lazy fool. I was able to serge the top of the ruffle and some other areas, so my hope is that when it eventually stops fitting me I can give it away and not be embarrassed that it’s not ~professional quality~
I bought the material at a thrift store in Montana and the stormy grey skies were my inspiration for the skirt. I don’t really wear ruffles for gender reasons but sewing them is so fun…all the YouTubers who hate making them need to hire me as an assistant.
I can’t talk right now. crab core middle-aged man is serving on tumblr
I can’t talk right now.
crab core middle-aged man is
serving on tumblr
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
happy earth day. don’t forget that someone else’s outdoor cat is your indoor cat

oh if we’re talking objects i have to show off my favorite one and also favorite coffee mug
Oh, it’s pretty okay, I guess. Where do you live btw.
I’ll text you when I get there. 👍
Let me put this in terms you understand: “all your brakes are belong to dust” and if you don’t finally replace them you might “do a barrel roll” into whatever is on the side of the road
obsessed with the fact that naked mole rats seem to have a whole caste of special little guy whose job it is to be really fat, horny, unhelpful, and disgusted by incest
guy whose social role is to say “I fucking hate it here, I don’t respect literally any of you people” somehow so much funnier in a mammal than a bug