 I could see a few flaws and the lines were not perfectly straight, but I had my first row done, three shirts, side by side, separated by two inches of maroon fabric. When Katie came over, I proudly showed her my progress. Look, my first row is done! Unable to hold back my excitement. Katie examined my work, and to say she was not impressed would be putting it mildly. Dad, she said in a tone that only a daughter could have.