NOTE: The following blog entry is intended solely for a small minority of my readers: the genuinely weird.
I ask that all others please stop reading now and return tomorrow.
Now, then, weirdos:
I feel like I can let my hair down with you. We understand one another. You don't judge. So, here's my story:
I'm going through this really strange phase, or rather, obsession. Can you guess what it is?
I cannot stop looking at jumpsuit patterns. I don't discriminate: mens, womens, teens, it doesn't matter. It's that full-body-garment-with-the-zipper-up-the-front thing. I'm fixated.
I think it started with this and has developed into a full-blown fetish -- since Sunday!
Many of my less compassionate readers are only feeding my weakness, cruelly tempting me with jumpsuit patterns to make me salivate on command like Pavlov's dog.
I received the above Butterick pattern in the mail yesterday from a certain reader-who knows-who-she-is and honestly, I couldn't stop looking at it, fingering it. If it hadn't been so old and fragile I would have slept with it under my pillow like a baby tooth, hoping I'd wake up wearing the finished outfit and maybe find five dollars in the pants pocket.
So I need your help. I'm leaning toward launching right into this project today. I probably will try it out in a relatively plain fabric before I make the gold lame version.
But I need your honest opinion about its potential for me. Please help me prevent possible embarrassment -- or worse -- even in my hip-and-happening neighborhood.
Your answers will make my decision...and perhaps change the rest of my life.
As always, your additional comments and insights are always welcome.
I'm a native New Yorker and self-taught sewing fanatic! I've been sewing obsessively since 2009 and today make all my own clothes using mostly vintage patterns and vintage sewing machines. Welcome to the warm and whimsical world of Male Pattern Boldness, where the conversation is sewing, style, fashion, fabric, and more!