So last Halloween me and the family went to the trick o treating at Lincolns home street. Of course we dug out the hoopskirts for this and I whipped together something for my boy to wear to kinda/sorta fit in. Here we are!
It was very fun, except for the awkward part where people thought we were passing out candy. Im wearing mom's Furniture Day Dress, she's wearing her brown silk Ballgown and Alicia is wearing my School Marm outfit. Toby is cobbled together with something that kind fits? Anway, I wanted to show a few fun shots of how-we-got-into-those-things before the treating --->
Beware, Womens In States Of Undress Under The Break
So, I mess up a lot. I mean, A LOT. It begins with some kind of oblivious, ignorance. I dont make muslins.
I know the reasons I SHOULD make a muslin. I dont want to ruin my fabric. I dont want my clothes to be ill-fitting. I put time and effort into my finished product and a muslin would help beautify the end result. I have SO MUCH extra sheeting and curtains and other bits and bob which I can make muslins out of.
I just... dont.
I am too excited to sew with my fashion fabric, too enthusiastic to make do with something boring. Also, Im lazy. I can barely finish something I WANT to sew, let alone something I should-probbaly-do-because-it-would-later-make-my-life-easier.
Anyway, another problem I have is a complete and total lack of staying power. If I were a guy and sewing was sex I'd be... well, unpopular. If Im sewing something and I hit too many snags, or have a bad day, or maybe if the wind is blowing from the southwest and a few knots too many per hour... I drop shit. I just dont want to finish, get bored with the details, or get so far into an item that I can see the finished product and... meh. Lose interest.
So anyway, I was cleaning, a big shocker there, and found a bunch of projects that are hideous, unfinished and barely fit from when I BEGAN this latest sewing endevor like, two years ago? Three? Also, some things that encouraged me to drop sewing like a hot potato and give into the fact that I am never going to be the belle of the ball and I should just make do with holey jeans and work clothes.
So, sorry about the radio silence over here. I'll admit it, I hit a low note.
See, I've sewn a helluva lot more than Ive shown. I sewn at least six or seven dresses, another coat, a couple of shirts... but my disastrous and upsetting body type is hindering me.
I sew and try really hard only to find out that the pattern is just shy of fitting me, or fits me perfect but the flattering cut is cutting up my...er... flatter. So, then comes depression, with all these fun lovelies sitting in my closet because I can't bear to see them floating about me, mocking me with their awesomeness. Ive got a ecret journal on here where I try to motivate myself for weight loss but alas, weight loss is difficult.
Anyway, as I was looking through my patter stash (Holy crap, I've got a lot of them) I found a selection of patterns that were so dear I bought them despite the fact that I am fairly positive they wont fit well on my body. Last week I brought them out and thought a thought that stopped me straight.
Why dont I make them? I've got like, a metric TONNE of woven medium weight fabric which I bought because, well... I have a problem passing up more than three yards of fabric. Some is kitschy, and some is 70's era terrible, but all can be used to make working muslins, and maybe... just maybe making these amazing patterns will do what all this other weight loss stuff I've tried has failed.
I've decided to call it my Too Fat For That and make them all anyway, in varying sizes to encourage me.
So, I mostly, like 7/8ths finished this classic, desirable dress, which I will photograph at a later date, but this is the pattern, top upper left hand corner in plum:
I've made it in this slinky woven fabric with a black background and what looks like dots but close review reveals tiny little two-stitch crosses in beige. Its lined and beautiful in an Audrey Hepburn, classic lovely way. My fingers CURL when I see this dress, I want to wear it that much.
I'm also working on another addition to my wardrobe, another wedding-dress-turned-day-dress. I'm using burda, because HELLO! Burda is awesome. This is the pattern:
A few changes, I'm sewing up the back, avoiding the pleated train, chopping off like 10 million feet of hem, approximately, and using a cotton. Oh yes. Its green with cartoony looking wiggle snakes on in in various other shades of green with just their little hissing tongues as a nice red. The contrasting lace will be red as well, with the bolero out of the same fabric. Im wrestling with the fancy. I like my day dresses stunning, but not so whose-getting-married-why-re-you-so-dressed-up? Pattern is cut out and I imagine it'll be my weekend project.
-Holly (Send good, sewing-related thoughts my way, lol)