My entire studio smells like feet.
I hate repairing things, but repairing fursuit feet can be especially disgusting, because there's no amount of washing that will completely remove that scent.
Blech.
I really, really, really, really am considering a "no, I don't repair it" policy. I know it sounds bad and will probably scare people off, but oh GOD I loathe doing repairs. Even putting side the foot reek, I don't even like repairing plushes, and they almost never stink.
I got into sewing to create. Fixing things that have broken has nothing to do with that, and I get zero joy out of it. And of course when I'm stressed and depressed and out of spoons, having a project schedule that's mostly repairs just makes me want to crawl under a blanket and never come out again. There's nothing to enthuse me there, just horrible drudgery.
But I guess it has to be done. Just gotta get through this one and I have two great creative projects to work on this month.
I hate repairing things, but repairing fursuit feet can be especially disgusting, because there's no amount of washing that will completely remove that scent.
Blech.
I really, really, really, really am considering a "no, I don't repair it" policy. I know it sounds bad and will probably scare people off, but oh GOD I loathe doing repairs. Even putting side the foot reek, I don't even like repairing plushes, and they almost never stink.
I got into sewing to create. Fixing things that have broken has nothing to do with that, and I get zero joy out of it. And of course when I'm stressed and depressed and out of spoons, having a project schedule that's mostly repairs just makes me want to crawl under a blanket and never come out again. There's nothing to enthuse me there, just horrible drudgery.
But I guess it has to be done. Just gotta get through this one and I have two great creative projects to work on this month.