Phewee! It’s a heat wave and no mistake. Right now, lifting a little finger involves breaking out in a profound sweat. I applaud anyone who’s managing to sew. Are you down to your underwear yet?
I’m not above sewing in my bra and knickers – either because of the heat or constant trying on of a work in progress. Sometimes the constant rigmarole of climbing back into my day clothes feels like one step too many, especially when I know I’ll be wriggling back into a dress in a moment.
Why bother getting changed? Why not just sew in my knickers?
I have heard of sewing injuries to delicate parts of the body, but am glad to report that hasn’t happened to me – yet.
And sewing classes don’t guarantee modesty. I’ve changed in toilet cubicles, in front of the mirror, in an office and – my proudest moment yet – before a bay window as the light was fading and the sewing class was lit up like a beacon!
Do you indulge in naked sewing and when have you been most shameless?
Disclaimer: No eyeballs were scarred in the writing of this blog post. I kept my clothes on.