I made a bag.
I sat down and hand-stitched a bag. I drew and cut out a pattern, and very carefully pinned things together, and sewed intermittently for three days (usually when we put on a DVD). Fuck me. I’ll be reading Martha Stewart or Better Homes and Gardens magazines for inspiration next.
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22 March 2006
09:43
Terry
Did the aliens at least buy you dinner or a drink first, or did they just take advantage of you after you left the Londoner?
22 March 2006
10:04
eldan
You can’t trust them aliens. It’s always “I’ll get you a drink tomorrow, babe”, and then in the morning they’re gone.
22 March 2006
12:54
andrea
Sigh. I’m still waiting for them to call. Hehe.
22 March 2006
13:04
TuTu
THey weren’t aliens… they were England rugby supporters!
22 March 2006
13:20
Andrea
You wish!
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