OK, so I thought long and hard about your comments yesterday.
Though I hate to admit it, I did start to see that the Western shirt -- while lovely and painstakingly stitched on a 1920 Singer treadle -- is not ideally suited to the rest of the outfit. It is not crisp-looking. The pants pop; the shirt is dull-toned.
Readers, I fear I am trying your patience. We've been talking about cranberry corduroy for, what, a week now? Why does it feel like a month? I long to move on to new colors and new fabrics, don't you? But such are my present wardrobe exigencies that I simply must deal with the corduroy at hand.
As if yesterday's topic of the imminent dreaded event you-know-where weren't emotional enough, the question of whether or not to wear a pair of gray pleated suit slacks led many to the brink of apoplexy.
Friends, I have a soft spot for Western shirts. I don't know why. It's not like I look so great in them and it's a slippery slope from chic urban cowboy to looking like you should be singing "Tumbling Tumbleweeds" around a Montana campfire.
I'm back and bigger than ever. And I have a treadle.
You don't have to remind me that I haven't sewn in more than three weeks. In my defense, I had a full week's vacation without access to a sewing machine, plus I bought the aforementioned treadle as well as a vintage iron. That's almost sewing, right?
First of all, my friends, a heartfelt thank you for responding to yesterday's poll. I'm not very good at reading percentiles but I have sent the results out for interpretation and I can't wait to see what they mean.
Is it just me, or does the Tuesday after Labor Day (for us Americans at least) feel like a new beginning?
I suppose it comes from my school years, when the second week in September meant a new classroom, a new three-ring binder, and a new box of Crayola crayons (the 64-pack with the sharpener in the back). But enough about high school...
Guys, my Singer treadle is up and working and it's lovely. I found a leather treadle belt at a sewing machine supply place near me and I was able to fit it on the machine without too many problems. Definitely not something you want to have to do by yourself unless you have four arms, but not too difficult.
I'm a native New Yorker and self-taught sewing fanatic! I started sewing in 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!