Saturday, August 18, 2012

I really like this dress.....

…so why can’t I get a decent picture of me wearing it!!!!!
It really does look better in real life trust me!

The lowdown
Vogue 8487 blogged here and here.

Mystery print from the stash. My guess is that it is a rayon. My mum bought this in Auckland about erm 15 years ago, and it has been lurking in my stash ever since. It has a lovely handle, is very soft and I suspect was quite expensive.

I really like this pattern. It is super easy to sew (although I did draft a facing for the neck instead of doing a self bind as instructed), and was very quick to make.

I did however completely botch the pleats. It is a bit tricky to see due to the busy print, which is why I didn’t bother to unpick and try and correct them, and I have no idea what I did wrong.

When I pinned the front bodice to the front skirt at the waist seam, the top was much bigger than the skirt, and I ended up making 2 new pleats in the top to make the pieces fit together.

The grainline at this part of the top is almost on true bias (due to the pleating) so the fabric *could* have stretched with handling, but it seems unlikely as there was exactly the same amount of extra length on both sides of the top, so I must have folded the pleats incorrectly somewhere.

I think that I will have a go at making this up again in a summer weight fabric and see if I can get the pleating right, then I will know if it is a me error or a pattern error.

Full pattern review is here, but all up this one is definitely a keeper for me, dodgy photos and all!

Saturday, August 4, 2012

Cool girls don't sew

Did you sew as a teenager? And was sewing considered ‘cool’ where you went to school?

I was definitely not one of the cool girls at school. In those days, and I am talking way before Kate Moss made vintage cool, anything home made or secondhand was not cool. And as everything I wore in those days was either or, I was branded a nerd (although we weren’t called nerds then, we were ‘dags’). That and the fact that I spent every spare second in the sewing room, didn’t have a boyfriend and actually liked doing my homework were things that were never going to befriend me to the cool crowd.

Molly Ringwald in Pretty In Pink

To this day I still don’t know what made the cool girls cool. I suspect it was more complex than just having fancy new clothes and the right haircut.

So why am I musing on this now, nearly two decades later.

Well Miss C, who is only in kinder, is already talking about the cool girls. And part of me desperately wants her to be one. And the other part desperately wants her to be a nerd and carve her own path. Sigh. I get the feeling that this parenting gig only gets harder from here on in.

I think I will print out this post and stick it on the fridge to remind myself that it doesn’t matter that my home will never feature in a glossy magazine, my hair will never be the ‘right’ hair, and I will never be part of the cool crowd but I will always make my own clothes regardless of whether it is considered cool.

And when the time is right I will read it out loud with Miss C.

Have any of your kids run into trouble against the cool gang at school?