I remember when I had time and patience to actually make myself clothing. Those were truly the days. Here is a flashback to a more simpler time, when I enjoyed turning vintage bedsheets into shift dresses. I swear that once this nightmare of school is over I will give up my all black uniform, top knot hair bun, and boring non-patterned clothes. I vow to sew more and complain less. Life begins in a week!