Around 4pm on New Year’s Eve I posted this tweet.
But, Vanessa, don't you have to be at your friend's place at half 6? This is no time to sew!—
vanessa p (@smittenness) December 31, 2013
But hey, who am I to give to advice? Or listen to it? At the same time? I can’t be doing all that multi-tasking when I’m trying to sew, dammit. Around 7pm that same evening I sent this liver-damaged-hued pic to my boyfriend. He’s great, the only thing not so great is that he’s working in Saudi Arabia for AN ENTIRE YEAR. Sigh. But at least I finally get to live out my dream of being that woman who lives with all the cats. Lower case “yay”.
If you’ll stop looking down my dress, you’ll notice the little fake fur shrug I made. I’ve never used fake fur before but I got it in my head that I wanted something to wear that would keep me warm (ish) and wasn’t a cardigan.
Making this was easier than I thought. I took an existing garment, put it on to the fabric and cut. It was only three pieces and having an overlocker/serger made the whole process a lot quicker. It also means the seams inside are raw but, you know what? I don’t care! I was on a very strict time constraint, besides I can always fix it later. But I won’t : )
ROOOAARR SEAMS! Raaaw!? No? Moving on…..
Of course I had few issues making this. In my haste managed to cut two left front pieces rather than one left and one right, I had a swear, had a vodka and ginger ale and got over it. The worst thing was the mess, fur everywhere! Have another vodka, don’t look at the floor, worry about it later, to quote my mother “it’s not going anywhere”.
Gillian from Crafting a Rainbow wrote a post a while back about Evolving Personal Style and it really struck a chord. I tend to get so seduced by fabric and colour and texture that I end up with lots of fabric and often lose sight of what it is I want to make. I’m getting a lot better at this though and this top, as simple as it is, is something that I will wear and wear again. It’s the sort of garment that fits in with the silhouette I like.
Had a bit of an audience while taking these photos. Tinkle Tits, the furry little freak, was sitting on the fence above my head. Bit disconcerting. And he’s not even my cat!
Fabric from Mermaid Fabrics, in Hackney. Surprising little shop, loads of stuff, great staff, cash only but there’s a cash point nearby.