The loathsome message implicit in every unisex sewing pattern is "we are so into each other, we don't give a damn how we look to the rest of the world." Am I right?
Readers, having recently put the finishing touches on my 1944 misses' jumper -- which evidently stirs up unpleasant young Jane Eyre at Lowood charity school-type memories for a number of you -- I am now ready to get started on the most challenging and exciting of my three 1944 garments, the vintage Butterick topper.
Friends, at long last, I have finished the jumper...I think. This garment was a major pain, primarily because the fabric is unstable, and let's face it, I'm not terribly stable myself. It's also a plaid.
As if this week didn't have enough excitement, I was thrilled to attend the BurdaStyle Sewing Handbookbook launch event on Thursday night and, trust me, that sombrero was their idea and don't even mention the scissors.
Readers, thank you for your tremendous response to yesterday's post about my tour of The McCall Pattern Company. I just know we're going to see this office turned into a live-action, Pirates of the Caribbean-style indoor cruise attraction. But please, don't throw nuts at the seamstresses; it makes them sick.
Friends, I grew up in the kind of family where you never shared good news with anyone until it was a 100% sure thing. Otherwise you were inviting the evil eye or something. Very "old country."
But, having now seen it in print, I can formally announce my article in the December 2011/January 2012 issue of Vogue Patterns. I'm so excited -- and honored!
Friends, I hate to share fabric-related unpleasantness so early in the week, but not everything in life can be silk and cashmere. Or 100% wool. I can't remember what the sales clerk at Nahir, at 242 West 39th St., told me about this fabric. I think I knew it wasn't 100% wool. I'm just not sure I knew it was 0% wool.
Readers of a certain age, do you remember the Gap? I don't mean Gap, Inc., the once popular, now stuggling clothing chain, though there is a connection (keep reading). I'm talking about The Generation Gap, and its impact on style.
Friends, have you ever made your own shoulder pads? I have, and while it's not difficult, who wants to bother? Well, after picking up a pair of Dritz pads for $5.49 at Fashion Design Books on 27th Street, I think I'm going to go back to making my own.
Readers, I wasn't going to write about my 1944 blouse project again today, but I felt it my duty to share a few important truths about this synthetic fabric, perhaps to spare you some unnecessary headaches down the line.
Readers, one of the best things about giving yourself permission to change your mind is that you're also allowed to change your mind back again, with the end result being like you'd never changed your mind in the first place. Do you know what I mean?
Friends, I believe, when choosing between two paths, always to choose the one that really excites you in the moment. Hence, yesterday, I put aside my two yards of polka dot poly charmeuse (more about that later) and made a beeline for Wigs & Plus at 152 West 32nd St. Kind of has a nice ring to it, don't you think, Wigs & Plus?
Valerie Bertinelli and Eddie Van Halen? Princess Margaret and nephew Prince Edward?
To say Michael and I weren't exactly the most-easily recognized couple out on Halloween night is an understatement. But at least neither of us was Zombie Steve Jobs. Or a sexy secretary.
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, in addition to sewing for private clients. Welcome to the warm and whimsical world of Male Pattern Boldness, where the conversation is sewing, style, fashion, fabric, and more!