There’s wisdom in picking your competition shrewdly, my spine bone will testify to this.
I once lived in an Asian country. I decided that I wanted something to do in the evenings after work, preferably an activity that killed two birds with one stone- entertained me and kept my body fit. So, I signed up for yoga classes, because I’d always been curious about it. I liked the idea of Yoga, besides, a regular gym was oh! so basic (I love how bourgie that sounds).
Ok, I’ll confess. The truth is that the treadmill actually looked like a weapon of torture to me. I was quite intimidated by it. How fast would it go? Would I stay on it? Would I fly off it? Many questions that have now been answered since I finally stepped on one 8 months ago.
I still remember my friend’s remarks upon learning that I’d signed up for the classes.
It’s amusing to observe that there are those who wish they could cut and paste preferred features or attributes from here and there to produce their desired perfect spouse.
They’d take Miss A’s awesome personality, add: Miss B’s shapely apple butt, Miss C’s spirituality, Miss D’s intellect, Miss E’s life-of-the-party vibe, Miss F’s perky DD breasts, Miss G’s inspiring zest for adventure, Miss H’s beautiful smile, Miss I’s alluring sing-song voice, Miss J’s silky hair, Miss K’s morality minus any sanctimoniousness, and so on and so forth.
On this particular trip to Accra, I purchased this Woodin fabric because I liked the firm texture, arty print and “set fire to the rain” shade of red (yes, I like Adele).
On this particular trip to Tejuosho market, I purchased this faux leather fabric because I liked how it felt both soft and durable at the same time. The ‘board-room’ bargaining that followed the declared like of said fabric and preceded the exchange of money for said fabric is a story for another day, but I was very pleased with myself *Donald Trump smirk*. 😀
Woodin fabric and Faux leather
So, I sewed a one-piece shift dress using a pattern that is simply a vertical extension of my tried (more…)