Monday, November 27, 2006
Ho ho ho.
I have just spent three hours trying to tie a large bow out of ribbon. The kind you would see on a pew at a wedding or in my case, on my Christmas tree.
Except that in my case, you won't be seeing it on my Christmas tree because I CAN'T DO IT. Three hours and fifteen Internet tutorials later, I am giving up.
Ten years ago, I would have laughed if someone had told me I would be upset at my lack of bow-making skills. In fact, I probably would have added, "Who do I look like? Martha fucking Stewart?"
Today, I have a very different perspective on the art of crafts. I have come to understand that you don't have to disregard the traditionally feminine arts to be a feminist. I now enjoy and take a great interest in a variety of crafty hobbies, from knitting to canning to soap-making. Someday, I would really like to learn to sew, to make quilts, to grow my own vegetables, and to make my own paper, among many other things.
But making bows out of ribbons? I'm leavin' that shit to Martha.
Except that in my case, you won't be seeing it on my Christmas tree because I CAN'T DO IT. Three hours and fifteen Internet tutorials later, I am giving up.
Ten years ago, I would have laughed if someone had told me I would be upset at my lack of bow-making skills. In fact, I probably would have added, "Who do I look like? Martha fucking Stewart?"
Today, I have a very different perspective on the art of crafts. I have come to understand that you don't have to disregard the traditionally feminine arts to be a feminist. I now enjoy and take a great interest in a variety of crafty hobbies, from knitting to canning to soap-making. Someday, I would really like to learn to sew, to make quilts, to grow my own vegetables, and to make my own paper, among many other things.
But making bows out of ribbons? I'm leavin' that shit to Martha.
# posted by katie @ 10:58 PM 
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My bow making ability is pretty much nil also except I did learn how to make one type of bow and it was a coworker who used to work at a florist who taught me. Whew!
I'm sorry. I just can not read the title of this thread without immediately following it with "Greeeeeen Giant". And then I chuckle to myself and read it again.
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