Monday 1st of October:
I have finished the pattern, and try to gather courage to sew the fitting sample. But, I haven't received my package from UK yet, so I have no bones and no busk... so...
Yes, I know. Excuses, excuses. *sigh*
Wednesday 3rd of October:
My package arrived and I fetched it.
Thursday 4th of October:
I washed my denim.
Friday 5th of October:
I hanged my denim to dry.
Saturday 6th of October:
I ironed my denim. I can't make my mock of that. The fabric is too nice.
After a couple of hours procrastinating I decided to use some old sheets.
I hate cutting. Or not hate, I'm scared of it. I really, really dislike doing it, because it scares me. It doesn't matter that it's the mock copy, and the fabric is not worth much. Doesn't matter. I'm sure I have made some grave mistakes, and the mock copy will be nasty and twisted and I won't be able to transfer the corrections to the pattern and my corset will be awful and it's all waste of time, money and effort, and I'm going to hell for being a bad seamstress. With all my education and all.
Now I have cut the mock copy and I need to sew it. I'm scared. I don't want to... I'm going to do something wrong and everything will go wrong and it will be awful and... God will strike me down with a fiery hammer for not being good at sewing corsets.
Yes, it's my first one, what's your point?
I'm a bad, bad person and I'll go to hell.