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I sewed a thing! Two things!
Feb. 18th, 2017 01:18 amThe attachment point for one strap of my purse* tore this past weekend when I caught it on a stair rail. Tonight, as Danae played a game on the TV, I sat in front of the couch with a desklamp and sewed it back on. I used a piece of denim from a worn out pair of blue jeans as a backing and sewed both the strap and the torn edges of the purse to it. The other end of the strap got similar treatment from my mother when it tore a good while back, so I used it as a guide. I've had it for the better part of a decade, I like it a lot, and don't want to give it up unless I really have to.
While I was at it, I sewed a Black Lives Matter patch over a small hole on the front flap. I thought that was going to be the easy part, but instead it was rather harder for me. I'm not used to doing any of this, and keeping things lined up correctly was a real plain. A few straight pins managed the job tolerably, and I'm pleased with how it turned out. It only took half an hour or so and about half a dozen finger pricks.
*Most people in my position would call my bag a messenger bag or satchel or something. I feel that there is no functional difference between my bag and the kind of bag that female identified people typically carry and refer to as a purse. Since the only real difference is the presence of inherent and irrational gender expectations, I ignore them and call my bag a purse. Most of the time. My self-confidence isn't perfect.
While I was at it, I sewed a Black Lives Matter patch over a small hole on the front flap. I thought that was going to be the easy part, but instead it was rather harder for me. I'm not used to doing any of this, and keeping things lined up correctly was a real plain. A few straight pins managed the job tolerably, and I'm pleased with how it turned out. It only took half an hour or so and about half a dozen finger pricks.
*Most people in my position would call my bag a messenger bag or satchel or something. I feel that there is no functional difference between my bag and the kind of bag that female identified people typically carry and refer to as a purse. Since the only real difference is the presence of inherent and irrational gender expectations, I ignore them and call my bag a purse. Most of the time. My self-confidence isn't perfect.
