July 3rd. 10pm. So much on my mind.
Throwing a load of boy’s laundry into the washer, making sure the appropriate reds and blues will make their way through in time for an Independence Day wearing. A toddler girl dress hangs ready in the closet, a burst of red, white, and blue pinwheel-ish design. That leaves…baby. Oh dear. Apparently primary colors weren’t on my radar when purchasing Beatrice’s infant wardrobe, and so Fiona has none.
So much in my mind + that sweet face + no redwhiteandblue =
Unfortunately, that equation also means sewing without a model. Here’s hoping it fits!