Sorbet. Gelato.
Maybe I’m just hungry, but every time I look at these gloriously feminine fabrics I’m reminded of the creamy, cool, delicious gelato that you used to be able to get in the lobby of the Museum of American History.
Pale and Delicate, but still vibrant.
Might be my favorite part, they look so pretty.
Just waiting to be cut into pretty little scraps.
Wish me luck and nimble fingers that I can have it finished before Sarah Belle comes home for Thanksgiving.
