Ruthie is having an Olympic Challenge. Sew five garments during the Olympics. I like a challenge, especially if it gives me a nudge to sew up a few things in the waiting list. Here’s my first. Authentic linen crumples thrown in. The linens weren’t stash buying. Well, not most of them. Three of us need some lightweight linen pants. The impulse bit was the fuschia one. I don’t need that colour, its not part of a wardrobe plan, but it’ll take the dull and worthy edge off stitching up several sets of basics. I’m going to see if I can get them all done before whenever we get normal tv back. Whilst in trouser mode, I sewed up these – from basically the same pattern, but cut with no inseam.
So that’s garment 2, I’m catching you up Ruthie! They’re a liner or a skort slip, to hide knicker line and with luck cut out chafing problems. The side panel seams are finished with pinking and top stitching, the crotch seam is a very narrow french seam, there’s a narrow hem done with a fell foot and the wide stretch lace is stitched on with zigzag. The blue satin top edge is pinked under the lace. I think I’ll trim it back a bit more, to follow the lace curves. Here’s a close up of the lace.
I seem to remember I bought it mail order from Gypsy Lace.
Is there anything to note about the pants? I had to squeeze them out of the fabric. My mind went blank when I finally managed to flag down an assistant in Myrtille and I bought ten centimetres too little. Ten centimetres almost made the difference between a pair of trousers and a pair of shorts with a lot left over. I should be ok with the other colours (fingers crossed here), because I’m different measurements. I woke up by the time she was cutting the length for the tallest of us. Cutting a yoke, cheating on the grain, and facing up the hem, just fixed the buying boob. Actually, faced up hems are quite nice on pants for lots of reasons, but it wasn’t intentional.
Now Stash Musings
Nemah asked me a good question in comments. Why stash? Sewing people seem sharply divided between the stashers and the purpose-purchasers. Readers, which are you? If you’re a stasher, what drives the habit? How much do you stash? How do you decide when its out of control? If you’re a purpose purchaser, how long does it take you to track down the right fabric for the pattern you’re coveting?
I thought I had a lot of fabric, but apparently, I’m just the baby of the Stashers. Some people have bolts of it, special rooms full of it, stash to leave in their will to nieces or neighbours who sew. Some Stashers have stash which is definitely worth passing on if they do, piles of silk, rich brocades, wonderful wools. Mine is ninety percent bargain basement fabric. Top price of most of it would be three euros a metre. A lot of it came cheaper than cleaning cloths. How about you? High value, stroke-able beauties or stuff you scored in a sale?
Why exactly do I stash? I live 30 and 40 miles from the nearest towns (opposite directions) and have you seen the price per litre of petrol in France? Or the cost of postage? Plus, of course, I love fabric. I love the lovely stuff, and I love the unloved stuff – and trying to make something bearable out of the runt of the designer’s litter. Do you have only beautiful fabric pieces, or an oddball collection? Or no stash at all?