In my stash I had a couple of dusty rose pink prints - not my usual fare, not sure what I was thinking that day - and then, one of my lovely friends in the US sent me some fabric just for fun (now that's what we call a friend,) which included some gorgeous cream and beige prints. After many many months, I finally realised that all those muted tones looked perfect together. I decided to make a shabby chic quilt.
Here's what I discovered: shabby doesn't mean chic. Unplanned doesn't make it cozy.
It was just a disappointing muddy mess.
I spent an embarrassing number of hours shifting the
... until I found something pleasing.
Then there was the
inevitable un-stitching and re-stitching, the tense assessment of
yardage left (not much) and the determination to Make Do.
And I finished the top! (Hurray!) I even sandwiched and quilted her! (Hurray! Hurray!)
However, this was way back in May 2011. (Hurroo.)
Today's the day. It is binding day. Watch this space.