And Robyn supposes her roses are fabric-ic-y. Ok. That crashed and burned. And if you don’t know the song from Singing in the Rain it’s even more crashy-burny.
I made a rose from a tutorial found here. Maddie’s recent post reminded me that my rose was sitting on my Sewing ‘Studio’ bookcase. So I present it now… and it does not smell of toeses or roses.


For those wondering what the hell I am talking about reality I live in, I present you a rabbit hole of your very own to follow. You will now be as edgeyKated as I about Moses and his toeses!

Moses suposes his toeses are roses
But Moses supposes erroneously
And Moses, he knowses his toeses aren’t roses
As Moses supposes his toeses to be
Moses suposes his toeses are roses
But Moses supposes erroneously
A Rose is a rose
A Nose is a nose
A Toese is a toese
Hupidubidu! (ehehehehe)
Moses suposes his toeses are roses
But Moses supposes erroneously
And Moses, he knowses his toeses aren’t roses
As Moses supposes his toeses to be
Watch it on YouTube:

Donald O’Connor and Gene Kelly

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