My previous sewing machine, that I had for 18 years, sounded like a little steam train.
A nice whirring chugga chugga that let me know my in-seam was going to be perfect.
This new machine, however, sounds like my Husband Francis when he rode the Wild Mouse rollercoaster at Luna Park in Sydney. That high pitched weak wailing of an emasculated man, riding behind his 5 year old daughter who isn't afraid.
I'm torn between wearing earplugs, or comforting it as I sew.
Also...
After sewing for over 18 years on the same machine... Using my new sewing machine for the first time.
Feeling like this inside.
No idea.
#Confidence
Also...
After sewing for over 18 years on the same machine... Using my new sewing machine for the first time.
Feeling like this inside.
No idea.
#Confidence
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