In keeping with the point of this blog, here is a photo of an oven towel I made last night. It was 10pm when I pulled out my sewing machine and put my itchy fingers into my fabric scraps. I just "shopped" a glorious stash of fabric at my friend's mother's kind invitation, so I couldn't concentrate on, oh, dishes or getting children to bed or anything, until I cut into and stitched something up.
The oven towel was made with both fabrics from the mother's stash and a vintage button from my stash. I didn't measure or pin a thing, so I shouldn't be irritated that the box pleats are not even. But I am. This was mad hot get-it-done fever.
I realized that this oven towel concept could be a great thing. I always flop any number of dishtowels over my oven handle and use them interchangeably for drying dishes and hands. Not very sanitary. So now I can reserve the oven towel just for hands. I hope.
This might be a Christmas present. I'm not sure if I can live with the imperfect box pleats or not. I'm pretty casual about projects for my own home, but for someone else? Hmmmm. In any case, I will be making more of these.