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Priming the Pump

There are times when it is a little hard to focus on work.  Right now  I have some work on my plate, but Iā€™m also trying to figure out how to take care of some other responsibilities in my life. Often trying to balance various needs makes me a bit unfocused.

 

For me, a good way to get my sewing mojo back is to do some prime the pump sewing. Making boxers for my youngest is a good way to prime the sewing pump and help get me back to work.

 

I made these boxers out of two of the  orange batiks that had been left for me by as yet unknown person in my lobby. I love how the two orange prints play off of one another.  The elastic comes from a giant roll that I scored for a song  a couple of years ago in the garment district.  The little medallion/join piece on the elastic comes from an Indian bedspread that has been used in a multitude of projects including several pairs of boxers and a few pillow cases.

 

The color, orange, is the color of most of my sonā€™s boxers.  It isnā€™t like either one of us is so in love with orange but the weird fabrics tend to end up as boxers.

 

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Now Iā€™m ready to work on the dress Iā€™m wearing to my niece's wedding. so the boxers have indeed primed the pump.

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  1. Oh, lightbulb moment on the bit of fabric over the join! I shall squirrel that away. I hope to be starting on some board short type shorts for the over 10 y.o. boys where my friend works in Ethiopia. I was thinking of adding elastic in this way, but hadn't managed to think through all the steps yet.

    all the best with all the things filling your head.
    Sandy

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  2. Sandy, if you use busy fabric then less than beautiful stitching becomes invisible. The fabric join is the most professional looking elastic application that I can do. The striped elastic helps too.

    Thanks for your good wishes. Mostly its puzzling out an array of different needs. The solutions are there, it's just a matter of getting all the pieces figured out.

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