While wandering around at the mall, I found this romper for the baby girl:
It’s super-cute in person, but the price tag is not so cute. And it wasn’t even part of whatever sale was going on in the store. I went back and forth on whether I should attempt to make it. I kept looking at it, thinking, It’s just shorts and a top sewn together, but then it had all these details, and I’d have to figure out my own pattern. I kept telling myself it would be more time-consuming than it was worth. But, on the other hand, there are some intangibles about making it that might be worth the time, like what about the pride of having made something for my child to wear? Or what about showing those big store chains that they don’t have the power over me, they can keep their $30 romper, thankyouverymuch. For those reasons, along with my overachiever tendencies, I dove right in.
