May 23, 2011
Good morning, sewing machine hoarders and others!
Let's not even talk about the Singer 401A from yesterday's post. No doubt it is rusting in the back of a truck somewhere, but at least it's not collecting dust in my apartment. End of story.
While I bypassed the purchase of another vintage Singer, I did pick up a few choice items this weekend, though not exclusively at the flea market. While taking my daily virtual stroll through the Etsy pattern listings, what should I stumble upon but this jewel, which conjured up memories of so many favorite movie outfits.
With summer upon us, can't you see Cathy sporting a little vintage-style playsuit? I'm letting her know now so she can start her sit-ups immediately. (Did anyone look better in a midriff than Barbara Stanwyck?)
Of course, google 40's midriff (in Google Images) and you'll immediately notice the category is virtually owned by one of my favorite vintage-style sewists. How that happened I'll never know, but I must admit that Casey is beyond adorable in hers and she deserves her (as of 8:45 am EST) Number One position.
On a roll -- some might say a relapse -- I picked up another vintage slip pattern on eBay -- this one, which dates from the mid-40s, arguably better than my previous 1939 one. If you're wondering what a man is doing with a growing collection of vintage slip patterns, hang around and you'll find out.
Back in pajama land, after laundering my seersucker shorties on Saturday, I decided that the rise of my shorts was still too high and I performed a little surgery on them yesterday, re-opening the waistband and cutting another 2" off the top, and then making a new casing. I am very fussy when it comes to where garments sit around my waist. The bellybutton must be able to breathe -- this is not a vintage Forties playsuit.
Friends, I fear I am keeping you from your daily duties and there's much to do here, including carting two bags of discards to the thrift store. Behind the scenes, we're still decluttering. Must make room -- physical and psychic -- for the Next Big Thing, whatever that may be. I'm open to suggestions.
If you're have feelings about belly button-obscuring midriffs, please feel free to unburden yourselves here. We don't judge.
Have a great day, everybody!