Le Before and le after. I don't know why I always procrastinate so much over these home dec projects. It took exactly one afternoon to transform six metres of fabric (which had been aging and developing in the stash for oh, NINE YEARS) into this valance. And it looks good! And it was easy sewing, once I got off my keester, to (cliche alert) just do it. The next trick is to complete the project. There are six dining room chairs with no seats, just air. That needs to be remedied in the next couple weeks. I called friends last night to issue the official Thanksgiving invite. So the pressure is on.
We spent the entire weekend laughing about this. There was an accompanying photo of the cat staring dourly at the camera, as cats do. "I'm in France and you're not." Of course he's at a freight depot of some sort, not sipping absinthe at a cafe in Montmartre, but I'm sure it's all the same to him. And how would the owners get the cat back? I'm afraid that if that were our cat, it would be a salute, a wave, and a wistful buh-bye. Much speculating around here on what it would take to entice Boris into a packing container headed for, maybe Poland?
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