I loved crafting since I was little. In junior high school, I got sewing lesson. I liked the subject. My father, who was able to sew, supported me by teaching me how to use a sewing machine.
So I started to sew everything. I made dolls. Purses. Bags. Then I had more things to sell besides greeting cards I made with water color painting.
It's been years since the last time I sewed. The sewing machine my mother gave me was out of order. The thread kept tangling, and I got frustrated.
Later I sold the machine and bought a portable one. I tried to make some dresses but not succeeded (yet). I failed at the armpit curves. I decided to sew something more simple, something with less cutting and curves. Bed sheets and pillow covers. And suddenly I wanted to do that again: bags.
So, with some bed sheets fabric left over, I started to make one. At the beginning it was a little hard to concentrate and keep working in the right steps. I skipped one step once and had to dismantle some stitches to start over again.
And there it goes. I'm glad Ibit loves it.