Yes, I’ve plundered and plagiarised Petty Grievances, Wearable Wednesdays for title inspiration. I’m dedicating this Friday to sewing fribbledom, to flinging bits together from scraps and to footling around with half brain inspirations.
This morning I pulled out a crumpled fabric left over and made this.
The bits and pieces I cut it from have been stuffed in a drawer since I made this, whenever it was everyone was wearing dresses with midriff defining bands, plunging Vees, and modesty panels added as an afterthought. I think I used Vogue 8470.
I remember I didn’t like it much. I couldn’t find the right black and it was a bad fabric/ style marriage. Also, it needed lining which made the skirt cumbersome, like I was filling the room with it, swishing yards of it around.
It only took an hour to knock out the blouse, cutting out included. The fabric is a rayon, the print ok in smaller doses. It resists pressing. To keep the facings from flopping out I stitched in the ditch of the seams from the outside. This tip can often save the day. If you hit it right its pretty invisible.
Look, invisible. I made this top too, whilst on a roll.
The left overs were from this Vogue, made up, I guess, five years ago. That did a stint on holiday in Spain. Its a slinky slippery jersey fabric, with unruly stretch. It made a good throw in a suitcase dress, after the huge amounts of ease allowed were cut out.
The remnant stash reduced by an infinitessimal amount, I switched to pattern drafting.
I have legs like Ghandi. Some of my family got the other genes, the jean wrecker ones.
To wear a skirt, and walk further than the car door, its cycling shorts for undies or pain. The temperature here is 33 in the shade. Spandex under dresses would put me in the emergency room. Is there an alternative? Would a skort slip made in fine, soft, light cotton jersey without an inseam work? Be cooler? Look less functional? Here’s the trial pattern, body space, and one seam per leg.
Those questions hanging, I cut a skirt, recycling a long sheath dress.
Not bad for a first Friday fribble.
Its a goldmine of abandoned words and peppered with pictures like this.