You didn’t really think I’d let you get away with a week without a post about aprons, did you? I’m showing you two of four I made this week: the other two are Christmas commissions and their recipients just might be on Facebook. You’ll have to wait , breathless, until Boxing Day. I’d love it if the recipients were the models.
“Owls and Toiles” — well, it almost rhymes — is flat out about how much I love these prints. The “Owls” side has a nice 60s Scandinavian vibe, especially as the cotton has a heavy linen-like texture. (So does the toile.)
Here’s the long tall view, with Friday night martini:
I’ve been just folle about Toile de Jouy since my teen eyes first spotted it. All those eighteenth century French rural scenes, complete with hens, shepherdesses, villages, haystacks, chickens…the toiles give me the same happiness as watching the teeny Chinese fishermen leaning over a bridge on a Blue Willow dinnerplate.
The second apron I’m showing is very much a departure. My (second) cousin Tarby — her grownup name is Charlotte, but she slips and calls me Muffie sometimes, sent me a shot of an apron sewn from a square of fabric and set like a diamond. I call it “Green and Garlic.” I love this garlicfabric: