unselfish sewing: finlayson


I’ve never sewn anything for my husband. Well, that’s not entirely true; I did once sew a tie for him, but it was kind of a disaster, and even I had to admit the fabric was totally wrong. I think it’s crumpled up under the bed now.

So I’ve been leery of sewing him anything else. But I have to admit, I still wanted to. So I settled on the Finlayson sweatshirt because really, not even I could mess up a sweatshirt, right?

(Yes, I could, and I definitely could have done a better job, but he’ll never notice. I think.)

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