I am not ready to give up on sewing for Lauren but I must now rely on deception. Earlier this week I whipped up a Sugar City Servant Dress with a crafty plan in mind. While keeping all evidence of my process under wraps, I finished the dress off with a sweet little tag (which I made using this wonderful product). The tag reads: “Not Handmade by Mom”, which will work for now because she can’t read (and got big laughs from Will). I carefully folded and placed it in a small gift bag and hung it on the front door knob.
Without saying a word I let her discover it later that afternoon and when she did I explained—in a most absent-minded manner—that a friend of ours had brought it by as a hand-me-down. She was pleased.
She held it up to “see if it fits” and promptly tossed it aside. I continued to feign indifference, secretly hoping she’d want to put it on the next day. She didn’t. On the third day her brother, acting as my ally, suggested she try it on and despite not being “in the mood” she obliged.
Her review: “Ick”.
Today she told me she wants to give it back. Sniff, sniff.
Is there anyone out there who would buy my creations if I opened an Etsy shop?
Comments, advice and feedback welcome.