Thursday, September 25, 2014
T and A and TMI
I love this shirt but it likes to show off my boobs at every turn. Literally, every movement and you get to see more and more. While I would like to think that my boobs are still decent, there is 42 years on the tread. They ain't what they used to be.
I bought a little white tee to put under it and all it did was ride up and twist. So I bought a different white shirt and it rolled up.
Then I got the bright idea of sewing a piece in the shirt and being done with it. Right, cuz I can sew with no problems. In sewing class in high school, I didn't do so hot. I made a pair of pants and I think the zipper was too long and I might have confused the front and back. Anyways, you better have gotten a Brazilian wax if you wanted to wear them. The zipper was low and under. Needless to say, I didn't wear them. Oh and I set off the fire alarms in cooking class. Again, I think these events were quite telling. BUT I did awesome when we had to go out and work on our cars. Think As and I even showed up the guys.
And I pulled out my sewing kit. Yup, that's it. Well, I have a few different colors of thread in case Den needs to sew anything. So McVal, Sluggy and anyone else that sews, are you ashamed of me yet?
The needles were my Great-grandmothers. There are a few that are slightly bent. They poke me a lot.
This actually turned out to be harder than I thought it would be. The material kept bunching and when I tried it on, it pulled a bit. I marked and remarked the shirt.
Even Den thought this little project was a bit out of my range.
I'm smiling so big in the picture because all I could think about was this..........................................
Now go back and reread the title. Hahaha.