Honest to god truth, if I have ONE single fucking regret in my life, it’s this. I went to fashion school, a trade based fashion school so I could finally stop making things that were rad and cool and creative but not really made quite right. But I legitimately did not focus on that shit and now I’m 41 and the last two days have been full of extreme frustration, grief, anger, self loathing, and deeply questioning if I’m on the spectrum or have had a stroke that I didn’t notice that has prevented me from MAKING A PROPER PATTERN FROM A SLEEVE ON A JACKET THAT I AM COPYING. Things got pretty pathetic this afternoon and I found myself crying on the floor surrounded by all of my failed attempts at this sleeve and I almost called you @peafonet to beg for you to try and help me over the phone, but I just couldn’t do that to you. So, I just finished a nice long break spent watching blackhead popping videos, and now I think I’m ready to go back in and try again!! Pray for me, throw some coins in a fountain, rub one out in my honor, whatever!! I’ll take all the help I can get. K, that’s all. Bye 🌀#icandothings #patternsarepossible (at Luxury Jones) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bx5pYMCBN1r/?igshid=4394huzedxoi
