I've finished the fairy project that I had mentioned working on with my friends from BPCAG (my clay group) in a prior post - you remember, the fairies inspired by Wendy Froud's "Making a Faerie..." DVD?!
Well, I have to tell you, my fairy took over. She was supposed to be a Moss fairy, but NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO... she had me dressing her in colors I had NOT even entertained using, but some of my favorites ;) I was thinking browns and greens (forest colors), NOT what she selected. As a matter of fact, I wasn't going to give her much clothing at all, and here she's asked for layers of it :( Heck, she even stole the piece of tulle I used to keep tied in a bow on my sewing basket. I'm not sure what she's going to do with it, but I must say she seems to know what she's doing. I really like her style. I believe she's a Haute Couture fairy. Oh Gosh, I still don't know how I kept up with her demands. I hate to sew, especially with the Fabric Monster! Every time we dance I step on his foot and he punishes me by eating my fabric. I try to avoid him and only sew as a means to an end, but she insisted we dance. I was so worried she'd request something fancy and I would disappoint her terribly. But she seemed pleased with my work and kept repeating something in French. I understood oui. I know that means yes, but the other words, Je l'aime, I didn't have a clue what that meant. So I asked my friend Janet to translate for me. She said it means I like it! I feel a bit more confident about my sewing abilities after seeing how pleased she was with my work. But I can't help but wonder if there was a little fairy magic involved. I think I'll invite her to join me for any future waltzes with the Fabric Monster just in case ;)
I never knew how nice it would be to have a fairy seamstress around... I caught her mending the hem on my curtains the other night :O
The Fabric Monster is a close cousin to the Sock Monster! You know, the one that victimizes helpless sock couples that go for a spin in the washer; only to tumble from the dryer single, dazed and confused and with no recollection of the fate of their mate. I guess both monsters have some sort of fabric fetish.
Appréciez vos rêveries,
la magie de la fée est partout.