this is where i tell you crap about me. fuck that.
ok fine. A little back story:
I started sewing the other day.
It was a fairly long time coming, but not entirely unpredictable. I have an 1978 BMW motorcycle that I’ve been working on and customizing and I wanted to sew my own seat. This led to pulling out the cheap sewing machine I had in the closet but had never used and giving it a whirl. After many completely unsuccessful attempts (and significant profanity) to just sew a decent stitch in “regular” fabric , I gave up and borrowed a buddy’s 60 year old Singer 301A.
I hadn’t sewed anything since Junior high but I found a manual for the machine online and got the job done pretty well! This success gave me the bug.
Months passed. I half-heartedly searched the interwebs for the perfect machine to replace the piece of shit I had, but I was overwelmed by options. My wife kept her eyes open in the thrift stores, but no machines were purchased. Finally in the beginning of March I said “fuck it”, went to a local sewing shop that gave me a good vibe and bought my first real sewing machine – a Janome HD-1000 – as a birthday present to myself… this is the story of my angry sewing adventures. oh yeah, I’m frequently angry…
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