THEN, after sewing the final panel, discovered that I had sewn the back piece inside out. AGH. I enlisted my mother to tear it all out while on a car ride to Portland. I just couldn't do it.
This project has been wrought with disaster from the beginning.
BUT, alas, they are finally done, and they don't look half bad.
YES. Those are polka dot curtains.
YES. I asked dear husband (who shares this office with me) what he thought about the fabric before I started, and he just shrugged and said "Well, at least they are brown."
YES. He informed me that they were a little girly, AFTER they were done and hanging. WHAT?!?! You agreed! Sorry Charlie!
I think they bridge the gap of man/woman shared office space quite nicely. What do you think?
What did he think I was going to put in there...Motocross curtains? SHEESH.
haha- too funny. I love the curtains- and I TOTALLY hear you on the unbearable thought of ripping something out that you've slaved over f-o-r-e-v-e-r! :) Way to go finishing them up.
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