



I must confess. I scampered off to my sewing room in such a hurry that I failed to read the instructions. So, my design varies a bit from the pattern. I added piggy tails and tried to make her sweet and innocent, just like my daughter. (For those that know her, you have to be laughing right now!) She loves her babies though and this one is for her. I stitched everything in place, anticipating her taking a dip or two in the spin cycle!
I look forward to making more. (When time allows)
What was even more amusing was the photo shoot that took place after the sewing was done! Lord, I think my husband is ready to commit me. I interrupted his hockey game (playoffs nonetheless) to have him take pictures of me, in bed with this thing on my face. He's recovering today.
Well, if you ignore the crazy model, and just look at the mask, they are actually quite cute and functional. The elastic strap is adjustable and can fit a rather large noggin. A piece of felt is sandwiched in between the 2 layers of fabric for added darkness. The front and back fabrics are different, but coordinating. Thus, making the mask reversible too. I've topstitched the perimeter for added durability and it should cause less shifting of the felt during washing. Machine wash, air dry and apply a warm iron as needed. Viola! Cute and comfortable.
My husband was snapping pictures while trying to get into the mindset of taking a 'for real' photo!





I got home from a busy day (which as always, begin at 4:30 a.m.) yesterday and flipped my laptop open for a quick check of my emails. Well, as a newly named 'blog addict', I couldn't just stop with email. I go to my reader and ventured WAY off onto a craft blog which I hadn't seen before. Noodlehead. Such a cute blog, and honestly, I haven't even had time to poke around in there yet. I came across this cute pocket pouch made from the pocket of an old pair of khaki’s. I just zipped down, looked and all the pictures and headed to my sewing room. The kids were fed and watered and content with Dad downstairs. I snuck away to my haven. Oh, except the quick detour I made to find some of his old splattered and tattered khaki’s. THEN to the sewing room!