As I wrote last week, I was thrilled to have two of my sewing projects included in the new STYLO magazine! Click HERE to see the entire amazing magazine. What you didn’t get from the magazine is the hilarious (and super stressful) stories behind the shoots, Sawyers outfit in particular. When I was asked to contribute I knew I wanted to do something for one of the boys. I felt like my “boy sewing” skills were getting rusty and I thought they would probably get plenty of cute girl outfits already. I searched through lots of patterns and landed on the Cool Cardigan and Clean Slate Pants. I decided Finn was going to be my little model so I got to work making him his pants first. They sewed up quickly but then I got bogged down with a ton of other projects and obligations so the sweater sat on the side line. Suddenly it was time to leave for London. I decided instead of pulling an all nighter before a vacation I would just bring my sewing machine and all the pattern pieces and sew it up while in London. We were swapping houses so I would have plenty of space, and I was sure there would be down time in the evening. When we left I tucked my sewing machine in next to the side door and hopped in. before we even left the parking lot I needed something out of the back. I jumped out and opened the door only to have my sewing machine tumble out and crash onto the pavement, parts flying. I wanted to cry but we didn’t have any time to do anything but gather the pieces and speed off to catch the chunnel.
When I finally got a chance to piece it back together and see what happened it was making a horrible sound and bird nesting like crazy. Ughh. The sweater had to get made though so, I did what any die hard seamstress would do and started hand stitching. I got about half way through when my friend Zoe rescued me and lent me her sewing machine. Yay! Crisis averted! Except, when I finished sewing the sweater and tried it on Finn, it drowned him! I tried it on Sawyer and it fit perfect, but there was no way he was fitting into the pants I made Finn. I thought about doing a shoot with both of them, Finn wearing the pants and Sawyer the sweater, but I knew the focus of the magazine was on handmade clothing and I thought there would be way to many store bought articles in that scenario. In the end the sweater won out and Finn happily got out of taking pictures! Once I had decided we headed down town with our friends the Wilson‘s to take pictures at Big Ben.
Between us we had seven kids and two big strollers (read chaos). The kids were thrilled to take a big red bus and of course wanted to sit up top. The hubbies stayed down below with the strollers and Dash and I headed up to the second level, which thank heavens was deserted. Christopher usually takes my camera bag when we travel but this time I carried it with me. I left it on the seat as I trailed Chloe who apparently decided it was necessary to test the comfiness of every seat. Dasha and I hadn’t paid attention to how many stops we had gone so when the guys yelled up to us to hurry and come down I grabbed Chloe and dashed down. We loaded up the kids in the stroller and started walking down the street. When I realized what I had done I lost it. The hubbies immediately went running back to the bus stop while poor Dasha was left with me sobbing. My Canon 5D, three lenses AND my iphone were in that camera bag. All together it was about 8K dollars worth of equipment. I really thought I was going to vomit right there in the front of Buckingham Palace.
Matt returned to let me know that Chris had jumped on the next bus of the same number and was talking to the bus driver. I realized that since my phone I could use the “find my phone” ap to track it. Here is the thing, you have to remember the password you created and of course I couldn’t for the life of me remember. After about an hour of trying we thought to again call on my fried Zoe and ask for help. She called my phone and miracle of miracles the bus driver answered!! Apparently as soon as Chris got on the bus the driver radioed to the other bus driver who then went up top and retrieved my camera bag. They were taking it to the garage where Chris could pick it up. I of course started crying again this time with relief. How did I get so lucky? I just couldn’t believe my luck.
We again loaded up the kids into the strollers (after Evie fell out of a tree and ripped her dress) and decided to walk home. I didn’t realize how far it would be and by the time we reached the insanely packed Oxford Street Both Charlotte and Evie were passed out in the stroller, Finn was sitting on the glider and Sawyer was balancing on the handle bar leaning against me. It was no surprise when I got separated from Matt and Dash.
I kept thinking “well, if I had to use up all my good luck I am so grateful it was used up on the camera!” There I was lost on Oxford Street with four cuties, no phone and completely exhausted emotionally and physically. All I have to say is I have never been so happy to see the Marks and Spencers as I was that day. We had passed by it the night before and I was able to make my way back to their apartment (after a brief stop at the golden arches to feed some ravenous children).
Poor Chris ended up riding the London bus system for 4 hours that day. Now THAT is love! By the time he did make it home it was far to dark for pictures. The next morning I woke Sawyer up early and we snuck out to see what we could capture right around us.
You better believe my bag was strapped so tight it nearly cut off my circulation! But in the end somehow everything worked out. Now every time Sawyer wears his sweater I think about the crazy ordeal that went into it, which makes it all the more precious right?