|At the Gravity Bar in the Guinness Storehouse in Dublin|
For the past 3 years, I have felt the constant pressure of being a perfect business owner, a perfect wife, a perfect friend all while staying slim, calm, peaceful and well dressed. It's hard to realize that you will never have it all together. Never. There will always be open loops in your life and you will always be failing at something, even if you are straight up winning at everything else.
I'm not perfect, but people love me anyway so I have to let perfection go.
Make. What was the last thing you made? What materials did you use? Is there something you want to make, but you need to clear some time for it?
|This is the top, but this is not my mom!|
The top is made of a deep-purple - almost plum - silk shantung and it wraps around the front and ties. It came out a lot better than I expected and I hope that she loves it as much as I loved making it.
Truth be told, I deal in making. And I love that. There is something almost holy about making things with your hands. It's meditative, creative and methodical. It gives you time to think and makes you connect your hands to what your brain is doing - all at the same time. Each time I sew something, I feel calm and free.
Sewing is like my church and I try to go to church everyday.