Sometimes, what should be easy, just… isn’t.

After faffing about trying to make something new involving wire, which just didn’t work, I had a brainwave.

I’d made a big batch of petals and I decided instead to use them to upscale my petal people pins into something bigger, bolder and brighter.

All good so far… the new flower folk went together nicely and the day sped along pleasurably quickly.

I was on the home strait, with just the faces to embroider, when it all stalled.

My faces look simple. I want them to look simple. They are simple.

Usually.

Except it’s amazing how quickly features can go faulty. A millimetre’s mis-shift in eye position, a slightly misaligned conk-stitch, or a teeny-tiny wonkiness around the smile, and it can ruin the whole thing.

A happy face turns sour. A cute nose goes bulbous in a bad way. A charming smile becomes evil.

There’s just no accounting for it.

Cute becomes cantankerous, good becomes grotesque. And that’s before you start getting your thread knotted up, your french knots tangled and your sequins stuck to your fingertips.

Suddenly, what’s meant to be lovely, is sort of rubbish instead.

I must’ve unpicked the eyes on this one a dozen times.

It was a challenge, I don’t mind telling you.

My own face was quite wonky with grumpiness by the time I was done.

But I think – hope – we got there in the end. ♥