So I had the great intention of refashioning these baggy Ann Taylor pants I thrifted for $4 into skinny trousers. Seems easy, right? Step 1 was having the pants, and all I had to do was:
Step 2: Put them on inside out.
Step 3: Pinching the pant leg on the inside and out and marking how far you want to take them in.
Step 4: Pull fabric tight to keep from bunching and pin in place.
Step 5: Stitch along the pants (starting with the inseam first, beginning at the crotch and going down) where they are marked.
Step 6: Cut off excess fabric and press seams open.
Step 7: Have a new pair of skinny trousers.
Well, wrong in my case.
So let me begin by telling you how, ironically, Ellen and I had been talking earlier this week about how we fancy ourselves very open and vulnerable people, but how in reality we are very closed off and afraid of failure/disappointing others/what other people think, etc. I then realized how that has carried over into this blog, because I don’t want anyone reading to know that I am worried about what they think, and I want to give the impression that I always know what I’m doing and I’m awesome at everything I try to do the first time I do it. Reading that typed I realize how ridiculous and unattainable that is. Right?
So I’m just going to be very real and very honest. Sometimes I fail. Sometimes I fail miserably. Like with these pants. I can’t even get them over my ankles. It’s kind of comical, really! They look like I made them for a stick figure!
I grossly miscalculated and messed up what should have been a really simple project.
I was so bummed and was scrambling to think of what I could post this week instead, if I had time to do another project that looked perfect and I could post for all of you dear readers to enjoy. After despairing that I didn’t have any projects that I could do well in such a short time, I decided to post this one anyways.
So there you have it. Sometimes I mess up royally, and I guess this post is my way of trying to accept that I’m not perfect. By telling the world. Yikes!
Though I’m sure her confidence in me is a little bit shaken, my sister offered up a pair of her pants to me so I could try this refashion again.
Here’s hoping I do better, and if not, well, I’m not perfect, I’m definitely still learning, and that’s okay. Right?