Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Cheese Gromit!

That's all I could think of while working with these grommits. These are the screw in kind from JoAnn's, not the kind that needs a special tool. What a pain in the rear these were though! My stress level was on maximum while putting them on. Why? Because I had already created the body of the purse and I had to cut through it and if I made the hole too big I pretty much would have ruined the purse and would have had to eat the cost. And I was installing it through layers, so I had to hope that in the end all the holes would line up. Luckily everything worked out alright. I started with a small hole and kept trimming it. Hence the pain in the behind.

This purse has a lot of hardware, but that's what I'm seeing a lot of lately in leather purses. So I thought why not fabric purses too? If my camera could get a true color picture you'd see how well the antiqued hardware goes with the gold color in the fabric. It really pretty and quite roomy.

I have to pick up my pace! I did NOTHING with the purses this weekend. Instead I went to the beach. Hubby did a triathalon on the beach (I'm so proud of him!) and the kids and I met up with him and the in-laws afterwards for some beach fun and a nice lunch (Thanks again Mom & Dad!). Oktoberfest is a week and a half away, time to stop futzing around with new techniques like Grommits (Cheese Gromit! See, I can't help but think of it!). I've got to get some basic bags and totes done to sell. Although I REALLY want to try my hand at an applique on a bag. It will have to wait though!

Here's the latest:

Front (it's hanging, it just looks like it's on the couch, but it's not):




Back:



Outer pocket:



Inside:



Inside Zipper:



Being carried (so hard to take a picture in the mirror!):

1 comment:

Alyson Clair said...

You are braver then I. My friend Carolyn and I had an "experience" with gromits. We took a Lingere Studio and of course waited until the last night to finish our projects, a bustier. So at 2 am it was gromit time. We quickly discovered that it was not wise to do them on hardwoods. So we headed outside to do it on the side walk. We were out there for about half an hour in Downtown Portland, giggling about banging. (needless to say we got some odd looks)
In industrial production you get a cool machine that you press like a gas pedal an it does it for you. Magic!