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The Big Finish

The final Fabscrap sample garment I creatively mended was my favorite of the four, this red, white and blue flannel men's shirt. I was delighted to get this in my order, as I really do wear these instead of jackets in the winter, and it seemed perfect for the holidays. It's beautifully finished, but of course missing part of one sleeve.

I was briefly tempted to use another flannel sleeve I'd gotten in a scrap pack to repair the shirt, but as you can see the colors don't match. Also, the point of mending these garments is to finish them properly to make them wearable.

I cut off the other sleeve to match the length of it to the shorter one.

I always have to roll up the sleeves of the flannel shirts I wear, so I decided to use the cut-off sleeve portion to make new cuffs for both sleeves.

I had to use almost every scrap of the trimmed fabric piece to make both cuffs, so that worked out nicely in a repurposing sense.

The finished garment.

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