The house desperately needed cleaning this weekend.
So I did the only logical think I could think of and headed up the sewing room to make things instead.
Because cleaning is really an act in futility, don't you think? I sure do.
After a bit of rooting about in my fabric stash I settled on sewing up some zippered bags since they are quick, easy, and always useful. (We're on a perpetual simplicity kick over here, so I'll only make things we truly want and need.)
Often when I set to work on a sewing project I find myself dreaming of a stack of fresh new fabrics. It happened this weekend, and for a moment I didn't know if I could make this work in an irresistibly-sweet-and-can't-live-without-it sort of way.
But then, simplicity. Always circling back to simplicity (and abundance and appreciation).
I kept digging.
As I learned with Sage's quilt, we have more than enough already, if we just look at it with fresh eyes. And doesn't it feel good to use what we have?
I think so.
So I dug through my stash and found so many treasures, many that I've had since my kids were small. And then - always - I find just what I need and realize that new things (fabric included) is often overrated.
Thumbing through my fabrics I always find prints that remind me of a certain time or place. The orange flowers, and old Heather Ross print, were a favorite when Lupine was small. I used on many skirts and tops and dresses for her when she was barely a toddler.
The red calico fell out of the cabinet when I pulled out the orange, a vintage print from my grandma's stash used on my clothes back in the '70's.
I decided it was meant to be and added a bit of that as well. For grandma. (I sewed these on her machine, after all.) Who knows - maybe she pushed it out of the stack when she noticed it was a good match. Because that lady could sew!
The fox and rabbit print is a treasured scrap of Japanese fabric I splurged for when Lupine was four and never used aside from some small appliques and pockets. The green (sparkly!) corduroy I bought for Sage when he was five. Goodness. Such warm memories in these scraps.
See? That's so much better than new.
And so I set to work, patching, sewing, snipping. Before I knew it I had two pouches ready to assemble.
I followed my own zip bag tutorial (It's here if you'd like to use it, too) for these with a few modifications (patchwork on the outside, ribbon loop, and boxed bottom corners). In hindsight, I put the little ribbon loops on the wrong side, and they should align with the zipper pull when closed, not open. But I don't really care.
The fox pouch I gave to a dear friend who is terribly fond of the fabric I used for the lining. (A very old, very tattered pillow case, if you must know.) She's headed on a trip soon and I thought a new pouch might be handy along the way.
Also, I was looking for an excuse to not clean my house. As you already know.
And though red and orange aren't normally my colors, this one I made just for me. I am carrying more and more LüSa with me these days as I am testing lots of new prototypes and scents, and I wanted it all contained in one space to make it easier to find when I need it. (And easier to clean up after myself when my purse topples over in the car. Which happens more than I'd like to admit and my bag spews body care every which way.)
A favorite lip balm, some experimental tallow balm, a prototype shea balm, and an Uplifting EO blend and my new bag was stocked and ready to go.
Would a few new pieces of fabric have been fun? Absolutely. But do I miss it? Not a bit.
And as a bonus, when you upcycle and use what you have you're sometimes surprised by little details like... the lining of this bag matches my bedroom curtains. (I upcycled the top sheet from that set years ago.)