Yargh, here's an amusing story with a sad end. About a month ago, the little one and I happened to walk by a fabric store and I thought it would be fun to go in and have her pick some fabric. The girly-girl that she is, she picked out some pink fabric with while polka dots. Later that night, eager to find something cute to sew for her, I scoured the internet to find an easy and fun pattern to follow. After a while, I came across From and Igloo (love this blog!), and found this amazingly adorable dress. I was ready to put my skills to the test.
Now really, in retrospect, I think I should have just listened to my daughter better. She wanted a pink dress with white polka dots--nothing else, no matching fabric, no buttons, nothing. After all, she did only pick one fabric, not two.
I got way too excited after finding this dress and got ahead of myself. I didn't think she would mind if I threw in a second coordinating fabric, especially because it was purple (her second favorite color) and had butterflies on it. Determined to make the dress, I got to work. As she came in to watch me sew, she saw that I was working with both fabrics and she kept admiring hers, "Yay! Pink with white polka dots!" One evening, as the dress was very close to being done, I asked her to try it on so I could adjust the straps. She looked down at the dress and back up to me with a very disappointed look on her face. "But I don't want butterflies, I just want pink with white polka dots" she said to me. My face dropped and I quickly tried to talk her into the second fabric, "But look," I explained (in a desperate attempt to lift her mood), "it's purple! And see, . . . there are pretty butterflies!" Nope, no such luck. My poor sweetie was just not into it and so very sad. :(
So, I finished the dress anyway, with the hopes that it might grow on her. To get her to try it on, I admit, I bribed her with a piece of chocolate. She wasn't very happy about it. Sorry the pics are a bit dark, I wanted to re-do them but Serafin has not been at all interested in modeling the dress again.
Sorry kiddo, . . . I owe you a pink dress with white polka dots! I promise!
"Hmmmph."
"Are we done yet?"
"Can I have my piece of chocolate please?"
OMG! The dress is adorable. And even your daughter's pouty poses are cute. And the shoes. Also, why are girls so picky about their dresses? Paaloma throws fits over dresses too, if they are not quite right. Guess it makes sense though. But still.
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