Fabscrap for Christmas

Because I don't have enough to work on, I decided to make a Fabscrap order before the end of the year, and it arrived.

First up was this sample sweater, which is part of their Ugly Christmas Sweater kit.

It came with a bundle of scraps, heat and bond and safety pins for embellishing. I've already got lots of ideas, but I kind of love the sweater and don't want to mess it up (the colors are amazing and it fits me, too. I just need to make it longer, as the hem doesn't even cover my navel.) So I might go thrift another sweater* for the project and save the one that came with the kit to fix up and wear.

I also ordered some medium mendable tops in hopes something would come that I could fix up for my favorite person during her visit. This gauzy blouse is a pretty sea glass green.

Will be a challenge, too, fixing the big hole in the back.

This gray synthetic shirt with side ruching had no flaws or problems that I could find, so I've got at least one shirt for her ready to go. :)

*Which I did (the ivory fleece Maine hoodie.)

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