Friday, August 8, 2008

For Burdaphiles Only

I readily admit I am truly BWOF obsessed. I am on a summer work schedule so I have more time on my hands. My sewing mojo has been on hiatus. The time was right for organizational projects.

The first project was a revision of a previously published tip. I wanted the instruction sheets to look a little more organized so I made a template. I use the template to arrange and tape the cut-out information into neat little columns before photo-copying. The result is a professional looking instruction sheet.

The next project, a BWOF Index, was a revision of another previously published tip. When I made my first index, I did not include fabric recommendations and requirements. This revision includes those changes. Even though I use only the plus sizes, this project was time consuming and tedious. I could not work on it every day and it took about three weeks to finish. But now that the back issues have been done, it's quick and easy to maintain when the monthly issues arrive.

Yes, I know this crosses the line into obsessive behavior. But, I make no apologies for my BWOF obsession. There are much worse things with which I could be obsessed. Think about those model train collectors who wear engineers' hats as they play with their trains. (Not that there is anything wrong with that!) I also know my time might have been better spent actually sewing. At the time I was working on these projects, my sewing mojo was MIA and I had to settle for "auxiliary sewing". These projects ultimately enhance the construction process of BWOF garments easier and are therefore justified. (That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.)


  1. I totally want to do this too! Very very clever. I'm still pulling out individual back issues and flipping through them - so tedious.

  2. I'm not going to comment on anyone else's obsessive behavior (says the woman with the chart on the back of her sewing room door). Whatever works. My mojo went south this week and I completely reorganized the fabric stash. You do what you gotta until the mojo comes home.