When I was stitching this bird on a shirt for my husband I was pretty much on top of the world. "This is gonna look so great!" I beamed to myself. "I can't wait to tell everyone how I did it".
Hello bird. Perfect crow bird that I freezer stenciled with fabric paint and then heat set so it will never ever come out. Bird that I mixed up just the right shade of not-too-contrasty brown so it would be subtle. Bird that I then stitched over to make feathers and beak and eyes. Bird that was a little wrinkly because I forgot stabilizer, but I didn't even care. Bird that was rocking my world until I stepped back and...
...wait. Is that a coffee stain? What happened to the bird?
Welllllllllll, dang it. My husband, sweetie that he is, wore the shirt to work anyway. I imagine that approximately a hundred people asked him if he spilled coffee on his shirt. The thought of it makes me almost cry. I am pondering some fabric pens to try and salvage it. The upside is, there's really no way to ruin it at this point.