Let me explain.
I started this blouse with a totally different pattern in mind. As I began working with the fabric for the blouse, I found it very difficult to cut. It shifted around my cutting mat as if it were alive and it frayed like crazy. I gave up on my initial pattern, and just winged it. I decided to go with the inherent nature of the fabric- and let the edges fray. I feared the worst- yards of (not inexpensive) fabric would be wasted. But the blouse turned out so much better than I expected!
Now I wish I would have bought more of this fabric in the blue (it's out of stock: I just bought some more in a deep red, and in saffron) !
The title of this post came from this blog that I stumbled on today. It's so true. While I think it's ok to have high standards, fixating on being perfect, and sticking to some preconceived plan, can keep a person (me) from making decisions and getting anything done. There is no room left to play or explore.
This blouse is to be a part of my small ERMIE summer collection- and I plan to add hand painted stripes to it...but who knows? Maybe my plan will change again.
EDIT ** Oh, see Tomory in the background gardening in the last photo (not to mention my saggy black jeans...I lost some weight while I was sick... too lazy to buy a new pair & I'll gain it all back eventually...I'm a blogger, not a model, dammit!) ? So imperfectly perfect!