I can’t decide which is more aggravating:
Realizing too late that something you’ve paid money for is ill-fitting and unflattering
or
Realizing something you’ve spent time and creativity making has turned out to be ill-fitting and unflattering.
On one hand, with the store-bought thing, you can shrug and say “Darnit, why don’t they make things in MY size?”
While although the investment is greater when I’ve spent a lot of time and anticipation making something myself, even when it isn’t perfect, I still get a sort of pleasure out of wearing something that I know I made with my own hands.
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