I was obsessed with the idea of a jacket with pockets for jamming my hands into. So I borrowed a handful of Burdas from the local library thinking there’d be something in there with hand-jammable pockets.
I leafed through them over and over again, past the MC Hammer disaster pants and weird sportswear with drawstrings and toggles, and found nothing much of interest. Only a simple jersey top (4/2009 #112) caught my eye. So I made three of them because they take no time at all.
The brown one is velour. It’s virtually impossible to wear it and not gloat to anyone who’ll listen about how fuzzy it is. I feel I’ve reclaimed some childhood… didn’t we all wear stiped velour in the 70s? The green one was a bash at using up the scraps from the Texan Polygamist Nightmare. I still despair at the spider print jersey that should be so good but just looks awful. Not sold on this one. The third is just black and not worth photographing.
So, no jacket, but have you felt how fuzzy my top is?
Make it 'til you fake it 
Oh, it sure looks soft and fuzzy too! I think I indeed did wear some velours tops when I was a child. I remember now that I even had a little outfit (skirt and matching top) of pink and white striped velours, made by my mother. I loved it and wanted to wear it every day 🙂 Thanks for bringing back that memory!