When I was in middle school, my mom made me a quilt. Nice and sophisticated twin size with pink and purple hearts. (I picked out the pattern when I was little in case you were questioning) When she got around to making my sisters quilt, a few years later (when my sister was in college), she got a queen size quilt with a more grown up blue and gold starbursts. Since then, Mom’s been promising me a ‘grown up’ quilt if I can just pick a pattern that I like. Since I’m not drawn to traditional quilts (shocker) it’s easier said than done.
Now, I’m not saying this is the one, but Holy Chic Quilt, Batman! Those aren’t words I usually associate together- chic and quilt, but this little lady earns it.
Random side note: I’m learning how to type pretty well with one hand, since a certain kitten had decided that blogging time is also cuddle time.