My stash distresses me. I don't even know what I own. I want to sew, sew, sew it away until it is gone and I only buy what I need when I know what I want and I have a plan. I have purchased too many patterns I now know I will not sew because I didn't know what I was doing. I have purchased fabric with no pattern in mind and no plan for what it would be used for. The result is this weighty burden. 

Still I buy fabric when I think I will not find its equal again easily, as I did when I went to the Sewing Expo 2019 and saw some beautiful batik-design fabrics (that's how I think of them). Some of the fabric was cotton, some rayon, some jersey (cotton, I think). The colors were so awesome I bought 3 bits. 

The white linen Harvey had gone together so effortlessly and fit nicely, so I decided to stash bust and sew another Harvey with one of the batik-y pieces, this time going for the long-sleeved version.

I searched through (and purchased) a number of button-down shirt patterns seeking a simple, loose but fitted style for a beach cover up before settling on the Harvey. I am happy I went with it. It turned out great.

I intended to make it in linen--the first time ever I made anything out of this fabric. I was trying to copy a shirt my sister wore to Hilton Head the previous year. Hers was a lovely denim-colored lightweight linen. I found a blue linen and bought it. It looked, and felt, like grandma's favorite table cloth, so it was a no-go for this. I decided to look for something lighter weight and the only thing I could find was white. Still, when it arrived, I fell in love! I imagined it was pretty similar to what mummies are wrapped in but somehow that only added to its allure. 

I made the shirt and my, linen is nice to sew with. I have worn the shirt a couple times and it wrinkled up right away as is its reputation. It still looks good to me. 

Gawd, that dart is insanely wrong. Still I love it. Here's a close up of the top: