So...I have a new-found respect for sewing bloggers who get such gorgeous shots of their work.
I underestimated how difficult it would be to photograph clothing...on children...who move...and drool...and cry.
And crawl and wrinkle and...did I say...drool.
I drafted a peasant blouse-ish pattern based off a couple of tops already in her wardrobe and butchered her Daddy's old shirt he had previously donated to me and that I've been hoarding/saving for a future use.
She really doesn't hate it. I swear.
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