OK, so I made an impulse purchase. Like you've never done that?
Maybe it's the heat (blistering), maybe the humidity (wilting), or maybe I just like sky blue feathers (fun!). This feathered stretch cap -- vintage 60's I believe and made in the former Yugoslavia -- is perfect for those mornings when you need to run to the Piggly Wiggly in your curlers. Or if you're just having a bad hair day.
Friends, do you ever read sewing blogs and get the distinct impression that other people lead much more exciting and glamorous lives than you do? Don't think I'm referring to my life -- surely you've noticed by now that I'm usually dressed in a stained t-shirt or boxers and standing in front of a sofa we found on Craigslist.
I know I'm not wearing pink in the photo up top but rather lavender, but let's face it, many people consider these colors less than fully masculine, even today. Be that as it may, I love them. Plus I'm a summer.
Readers, is there anything more challenging than making a nice clean waistband on a pair of mens pants -- or womens pants, for that matter? Yes, collars can be hard and so can cuffs, but waistbands -- especially the ones with those fancy hook and eyes -- can be troublesome. Here's how I make mine.
Readers, remember this abstract linen I found on Tuesday's outing with decisive Ann? Well, what I didn't share with you was that I had actually brought Michael's Color Me Beautiful color chart samples with me.
Friends, meet MPB reader, Minnesotan Ann V. Ann is in New York for a few days on business (top secret) and asked if I would take her to a few fabric stores in the Garment District during her one morning off yesterday. Never one to resist the opportunity to be treated like a celebrity (well, a celebrity tour guide), I said yes.
So I was thinking last night: maybe I should do a muslin of my Op shorts pattern before cutting my corduroy. Then it occurred to me, if I'm going to go to the trouble of making a muslin, why not make something I can actually wear? You can probably figure out the rest from the title of today's post.
Readers, some of you may think I'm a flamboyant person, but when it comes to day-to-day dressing, I'm actually rather conservative. I'm perfectly comfortable on the beach in a short bathing suit but you'll never see me walking down the street with my shirt unbuttoned or rocking a pair of Daisy Dukes. It's just not the vibe I want to give off.
Readers, I am a product of the Seventies, by which I mean that, having been born in 1962, I spent my formative years in that decade. Some people think of the Seventies as a disturbing time with tacky clothes, but take it from someone who was there: it was a great time with tacky clothes.
you've hung out here a while, you know I'm not really about rules. That's in
stark contrast to Michael, who grew up in a strict military family. Which is
not to say that Michael doesn't break rules -- he certainly does -- just that it's always more of a struggle for him.
Friends, today has been a very challenging day. Not only did I visit my local flea market, as I often do on weekend mornings, but my apartment building complex (ten high rises) held its annual flea market today as well. As you know, despite my decluttering victories, I remain at very high risk of recluttering setbacks!
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!