Totally late to the party with sharing this but a couple of Saturday’s ago I popped along to The Stitchery in Glasgow for a day of sewing with some other local(ish) bloggers. I’ve been to a couple of these meet-ups but this is the first time the physical act of sewing was involved.
Kerry expertly organised for us to have 4 uninterrupted hours of sewing at The Stitchery studios where we were hosted by the ever-so-helpful Cassandra. I had cut out 2 Bonnie tops to make on the day but was set back when I realised I had sewn the neckband on back-to-front on the first one. Cue me huffily unpicking for what seemed like an hour and then throwing it aside. Thankfully the second version turned out much better with the help of the resident overlocker! Cassandra took some time to show me how to work it and then let me loose. I have to say there is absolutely no going back now! I’ve Googled overlockers so much in the past week that they’ve started following me around the internet.
It was clearly a day for learning as I also found out how to properly thread a twin needle all thanks to Nessa! She pointed out the missing piece of the puzzle and I’ll be forever grateful! Franca was the official photographer for the day which was excellent because I was obviously way too distracted to snap even a single pic.
I can’t tell you how lovely it is to be able to sew with others who like it as much as you do. There was a fab atmosphere in the studio and everyone was ready to help and give great advice. This got me thinking about ‘internet friends’ and hobby communities in general. I would say I’m quite an extrovert but if you told me a year ago I would reach out to a stranger on the internet and ask if I could come along to a fabric shopping day, I would have laughed in your face. Not because I think it’s cray-cray, but because I do have a shy streak in me when it comes to meeting new people. It might not come across that way in person as I tend to be overly perky to compensate for my nerves, but my insides are churning just at the thought. On the upside, I’ve found the sewing community in particularly to be nothing but warm and welcoming. Turning up to that first meet-up was terrifying but I was made to feel so included.
People talk about the awkward teens, but I think the awkward mid-twenties are far worse! I’m slap-bang in the middle of my second decade and after spending the first half surrounded by similarly-aged people at university, I’ve found myself in a workplace where I’m the youngest on the block. Not only are my colleagues much older than me, it’s a predominantly male environment and I have very little in common with them socially. Add to that the fact that I now live in a city where I have no family or old friends and things can get pretty lonely. THIS ISN’T A PITY PARTY, I’m just stating the facts. I happen to like my own company – why wouldn’t I, I’m great! What I’m trying to say is that it’s very comforting to know that you can make friends after 22 if you know where to look 🙂
Wow… Things got pretty real there for a second. If you made it through that schpeel of emotional baggage I applaud you and normal service will resume shortly. I’ll leave you with some sort of awkward gif to get the tone back on track for when you return.