Tuesday, April 14, 2020

Masked Maker

As far as I can tell, we are not yet required to wear a mask when out in public here in BC.  "Yet" being the key word.  Last week I thought we should be prepared for that to change, so I decided to make masks for Hubby and I.  We both scoured the interwebs for masks we could make with items we have in the house.  It wasn't easy, as most required some sort of elastic*.

As you can see in the photo above, I do tie my hair back, but I use hair elastics designed for fine hair.  They are tiny.  They certainly wouldn't fit behind my ear.  

A dig through my sewing stash unearthed a couple of scraps of elastic,  but not enough for one mask let alone two.  I even searched the junk drawer for rubber bands, but they were either the wrong size, or they had been there so long they had lost their elasticity.

Just when I thought I was going to have to harvest the elastic from my underwear, Hubby found the pattern** for the mask above.  

It wasn't too difficult to make thanks to the skills I learned at The Spool Sewing Studio. It would have been easier if I had non-fraying material for the straps.  Still, I managed with limited swearing.  

I realize the mask offers me no protection, but I am willing to wear it to protect others from my germs.  I hope you all appreciate it.  The mask is hot, and it makes my glasses fog up.  I'm in danger of walking into a wall or otherwise injuring myself when I wear it.  

Maybe I should add a helmet to my new look.

(*Note: There are lots of elastic-free patterns available now.) (**Note:  I don't get anything for the links above.  They're there for your information.  Hope you find them useful.)


  1. You are one bad-ass chick there! Hoo! i would not mess with you in the grocery store... ;)
    I have noticed, with myself, how much i rely on looking at people's mouths to read their moods or intentions. I guess i have to learn how to read eyes now.
    kitty b

    1. There were a lot of people at the grocery store wearing masks, and you are right, it was hard to judge mood. Are they pissed that I'm taking too long in the aisle? Are they sick? I think I may have overcompensated as a result. I was smiling like the Joker behind the mask, and I may have been singing along with the 80's hits on the sound system.


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