Window

A little more of my (quiet) daily life ...

This is the view of some of the windows of the place where my mother works, which luckily is pretty close to home!

As I think I've said, my mother is a dressmaker (which is good for me, some of the dresses I got was she who did - actually, I think all - plus some other clothes ...) and sometimes it let us help with that, even though I know I'm no good for this, as well as I was totally awkward, I'm totally clumsy! Once she asked me for coffee, and I have a habit of almost tripping over wires, but that time I tripped, spilled coffee on the floor, left a lot of labels fall onto the floor and still had (have no idea how it happened) spilling coffee on my face!
And once I got the same hand cut four times in one week (two of which were often the same day)


But regardless, she knows I have potential (little, much less that my sister, who by his desire to be a fashion designer [she really did not need that desire] sew very [very much] better than I, which whenever I get an Overlock sewing I ask "How do you riding it?" [we use the verb "ride" in order to place the lines and wires in their proper places] because I always forget, and still always have to take care not to break any line wire to not have to put it all over again!) - (by contrast, the only machine with which I can work without mystery is Collarette, in which I work less) and so I ask (hard and things are still small) to sew from time to time!

But I do not prtendo improve the seam (for this I have my sister!) I really want is to improve my drawings! Not to be better than anyone, but because it is something I enjoy doing!