Happy Monday, everybody! Did another week really go by? Hard to believe but my calendar tells me yes.
So let's get to it:
If I learned anything last week, it's that the slip ain't goin' down without a fight. Who knew this sometimes-silk, more-often-nylon-acetate garment had such a following? Somebody on Seventh Avenue needs to wake up and pump these babies out again.
2. I bought a few new patterns -- please, no lectures. I told you about this one:
Here's the latest:
The more I look at vintage Forties dresses, the more I realize there were like five popular styles. These are two of them. There is something about late-Thirties, early-Forties fashion I love and I can't quite put my finger on it. Is it all those Barbara Stanwyck movies I watched as a kid?
Seriously, I think it's the simple, pared-down modesty of them (and I'm not talking body-coverage modesty). They don't demand contorting the body -- a cinched-to-within-an-inch-of-its-life waistline or bullet bras. They honor the human form rather than exaggerating it (well, yes, those shoulder pads...). A future blog entry perhaps.
3. I received the most wonderful gift from my friend amazing Grace. It's three yards of a gorgeous Liberty of London print she has in her stash and I just love it. I plan to make Michael a shirt out of it as the colors fit his palette perfectly.
1. I want to sew the Liberty of London shirt for Michael I mentioned above. This is the most expensive fabric I have ever sewn with -- well, expensive for Grace anyway-- and I will try to stay calm as I work with it.
2. I still haven't sewn myself a pair of pants and I'm wondering if I ever intend to. I'll be washing fabric today so maybe I'll prep something that could turn into trousers. I may need a little help from the mice in the attic.
3. I'm trying to get some clarity around where I want to go next with my sewing, if anywhere. I mean, eventually Cathy is going to move on, and then where will I be? I think I may need to start shopping for a muse. What's Ann-Margret up to these days....?
But enough about me and my problems, how about you and yours?
Now I heard a lot of bellyaching over my decision last week not to nag you and, ever-sensitive to your needs, I have decided to re-ignite the flame of my inner nagster. So....
Karin: Are you making your daughter a dress or not? uglycute: What are you sewing this week exactly? Kerry: Have you recovered and did you wear the "impractical spring green dress" yet? Pics please. AuntieAllyn: Did you finish the African print dress? Melanie: Have you started on your son's mushroom-print boxers? Mae: Did you decide between Vogue1182 and 1183? The train's leaving the station, girl! Maggie: Did you recover enough to start sewing? Elle: Are you even OLD enough to be a MOB? mom2five: So, the pants....?
OK, that's it for now, I'm exhausted.
Look, peeps, we can always find an excuse not to sew. But frankly, if you've got a pulse, you can press that pedal. And if you don't have a pulse, well...is your stash up for grabs?
I'm a native New Yorker and sewing fanatic! I started sewing in 2009 and today make all my own clothes using vintage sewing machines and vintage patterns. I also sew for private clients. Welcome to the warm and whimsical world of Male Pattern Boldness, where the conversation is sewing, style, fashion, fabric, and more!