Did you get a chance to see my newly-completed craft room? If not, check it out here. I can’t even tell you how much I love it! I do want to clarify one point. I often call this my sewing room (or craft room, studio, workroom, etc.), and all of my sewing prep and some hand stitching goes on in there. However, my sewing machines are actually located around the corner in my office. See the hallway in the photo below? Just as you step into it, the entrance to my room ‘o wonders is to the right.
In the beginning, it was because they wouldn’t fit in there easily, and I liked having them under the window. I could have moved them into the room once all the wedding and exercise stuff was out, but by then I was used to this workflow, and liked it this way. If nothing else, it keeps the step count on my pedometer up.
Now, about those curtain panels. Curtains seem to be the bane of my existence. After sewing for longer than I’ve known how to drive a car, curtains should be a piece of cake. They are not. This is the latest in a string of stories involving my frustration with anything meant to sass up a window.
Up until this remodel was finished, I had a roman shade hanging in the window that I had originally made for my son. It was a dark brown faux suede, and while great for him, didn’t fit my room at all. I decided I didn’t need drapes or a shade that would cover the entire window (mistake #1), just something to accessorize it with. While I was scheming, I met and fell in love with this fabric.
I also came across a pretty draped window on Pinterest, which I would show you, but I deleted in a fit of frustration. What’s important about it is that it was an ENTIRELY different type of fabric than this cotton. Thin, wispy, perfect for a flowing treatment. I cut my fabric into strips, hemmed them and hung them on the curtain rod. I didn’t get photos of my sad attempts at draping, but you can probably picture these fairly stiff things looking like victims of a serial origamist. It was bad.
I took them down and decided to go for short, straight panels. Why not play with the shapes a little, I asked myself? This is why.
I couldn’t figure out what it was that bugged me about these, so I turned to Instagram for help. One of my friends, Natalie from PaperFlora, made the simple suggestion of swapping the two outside panels. I did it, and it turned out the thing that was bothering me was geometry. Fresh eyes were able to spot it, the bottom edges of the panels had a better flow and all was right with the world.
Until the sun came up. What I had completely forgotten is that the sun shines directly into that window in the afternoon. On a hot day, it was almost unbearable, and forget about ironing. Since I had made peace with my little curtains, I didn’t want to take them down. My husband came to the rescue and bought me cut-to-fit mini blinds and installed them behind the curtain rod.
The really weird thing is, the mini blinds actually made me like the little panels more. It feels more finished this way. And I’m not going to turn into a raisin while I work.
I don’t know if this is a cautionary tale about fabric choice and southwest facing windows, or a story of triumph in the face of adversity. What I do know is that now my window is dressed, I love it, I’m glad I didn’t throw the panels away and I may never sew another curtain as long as I live.