I'm having an extreme case of writer's block this morning as I sit here trying to produce some witty or at least interesting sentences about fabric flowers. Not happening. Witty conversation escapes me this Monday morning, but photos do not. I have photographic evidence of how I wasted the day away on Friday, happily making fabric flowers.
Some were fluffy and sweet for a pink loving toddler, while others were more grown-up and sophisticated.
Experimenting with different techniques...
Once I started, I couldn't stop.
A few action shots, a couple of pretties wearing the pretties.
They are almost instant gratification crafting, the kind I like best. I could do a tutorial, but they have been done. And done again. Just google singed fabric flower tutorial, that's what I did. I studied several different methods then combined them. For Bayleighs's headband, I tore and twisted and glued narrow strips of fabric to make frayed rosettes, again the method has been tuted to death. I just made up that word tuted, meaning made tutorial of, not to be confused with tooted which means something all together different.
I finished the back in a way that allows the flower to be worn in your hair using an alligator clip or slid onto a headband or worn on your clothes with a pin. I could show you that if you like. I don't think I've seen a tut on how to finish the back, although I haven't googled that one.
OK, so I'm off to do something other than make fabric flowers. Mitch had to dry off with two hand towels last night. Oops! Somebody was so busy playing in the sewing room, she forgot to do laundry.
