Sewing Machine Crush…

We had to share the dream machine we are swooning over!… to celebrate Singer’s 160 year birthday.

The picture says it all, so…  swoon away!

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Make a Button Peg…

The perfect accessory for your padded noteboard and great way to peg your notes to your board with a pretty twist…

Step 1. Drill a hole in a peg. If you don’t have a drill then bore a hole with a sharp point.  Step 2. Cover a button with your chosen fabric.  Step 3. Paint your peg and push the button stem through the hole in the peg.  Add some glue if needed.  Step four. Admire your pretty peg x

Make a Padded Noteboard

I am a note writer… notes on whats for dinner… what to wear… what to blog… so I was in desperate need of somewhere to stash them all and I had a very blank wall to fill in my sewing room! This padded noteboard did just the trick. I made a large one to cover an entire wall but you can choose your size.

I have used a staple gun (my new toy which I am obsessed with! Anything which wasn’t stapled down… it is now!) But you could use pins, tacks or nails.

Voila!… your life is organised… well your scrappy notes are at least!

We think this would make a great present too, if you made a small one for someone.

x

What to look for when buying a Sewing Machine…

I always get emails from people asking for advise on buying a sewing machine for the first time, so a friend suggested this post to help everyone out… and here it is;

I hope that helps you choose the perfect machine for you. I would love to hear about what sewing machine you have…

Happy Sewing x

Jam Jar addiction…

I think I am addicted to Jam Jars. It doesn’t matter how big or small, round or square, even hexagonal  whether I need them or not, I have to keep them.

Some I do use, I put candles inside for a rustic but romantic way to light my garden. Some I use in my sewing room to store my chalk, crochet hooks and random buttons I have fallen in love with. But the worrying ones are the ones I don’t even like, I don’t even need… I sometimes don’t even get round to cleaning out… they just sit by the kitchen sink as ammunition for Mitchell to ask that question which I cringe away from every time it is asked… “What exactly are you saving these jars for? Are you honestly going to use them?”  to which I engulf him in an array of reasons and elaborate crafts which he will, of course, benefit from.

Which he will, of course, never benefit from.

My name is Jessica and I am a jar-o-holic…