i have this shirt in the closet which neither hubz nor me would ever wear. it was a man’s shirt – mandarin style, given by someone. not too sure why i kept it either. anyway, i was looking for some stuff (which i have forgotten what i was really looking for) and i stared at it thinking.. fabric! i got excited, and quickly set off to make something out of it…
too bad i was so eager to get started i did not take any picture of the shirt before i ripped it apart. but the result, was pleasing… at least to me. a new pair of pants for my lil j!
As the deer pants for streams of water, so my soul pants for you, O God. My soul thrists for God, for the living God. When can I go and meet with God? Psalm 42: 1-2