Last week my son tapped his pink and purple striped fabric and asked me, "When are you going to make this into my shirt?" The kid has a valid question. The fabric for his promised garment has been hanging on the banister for a over a month.
I wish I could have answered that I wanted nothing more than to make his shirt. But I did want something more: a denim miniskirt. I told him, "Oh, soon," and went off to the studio to cut up a pair of jeans.