Not really trembly actually scared. Not the kind that matters deeply to one's person hood or being.
There really should be another word for this kind of fear.
Maybe it's called anxiety.
But here's the deal. I told you I bought those wonderful fabrics at Mood. I am glad that I did and am really enjoying looking at them. But, now I am running into the problem that I don't want try to make something and have it become a disaster. So ruining whatever I'm trying to make is the first source of anxiety.
The secondPart of the problem, is that there are a lot of crappty plus size clothes and patterns out there- often designed by people who don't understand what to highlight and what to lowlight Sometimes plus size dresses just don't look great on me. When they do it is great...when they don't too bad. But, sewing a dress for example means that I can't see anything on me until it is finished. THus another source of anxiety.
I could just go for several of skirts. The problem with that though is it really means they are going to be mostly for summer and in Seattle summer is short. I don't know, should I just be more brave and dive in? Should I take my time? Should I let them sit in my fabric piles until I am really truly ready? Should I wait until I have less emotional attachment? Should I go for a couple skits?
On a better note, I whipped together this (the picture) skirt for Junia on Tuesday while she was napping. It's a super simple skirt made from a 99Cent pillowcase from goodwill. Despite it being so simple, I can tell that my sewing skills are getting better. My construction was better than it would have been a year ago.