Having a sewing machine has changed me.
Before, if I wanted to sew something, I would have to do it by hand and hope that no one noticed my horrible stitches. NOW I can go pedal to the metal on my machine and crank out a craft in no time (with considerably less embarrassment over my wobbly weavings)!
With Goldy (I just decided that's the name of my Granny's Singer sewing machine because of it's sun-aged hue), I have become newly obsessed with altering my clothes. (Follow the jump to see pictures of my two first attempts!)