sewing? wazzat
Oct. 24th, 2019 11:34 pmI got the darts fitted on the dinner bodice on....Monday I think it was? And it's too big in the boob still. (Mock my boob size at your peril. I get very very tired of the comments. The only other person who gets an opinion on my boobs is fine with them.) Grumble. Honestly it's probably fixable between adding sleeves, moving the bars over a little, and possibly adding some batting to the upper bust...but I got annoyed enough at it that I decided to spend a few days sulking and watching TV American Horror Story, (because it's spoopy season and why not?) instead of sewing. Which I will probably regret the week before Gettysburg, but oh well!
Today I managed to motivate myself into about an hour's worth of sewing, so I sewed up the darts in the dinner bodice, realized I still have to make YET MORE piping to be able to finish the bottom of the bodice and the sleeves, and...put it down and toddled away. I'm still annoyed at you, dinner bodice.
So I sewed together the ballgown bodice pieces instead. Much more satisfactory.
Yesterday I was on grandmom babysitting duty, so I got a little bit of hand-sewing done. (Not as much as I could have, because I discovered a fun little book on the bookshelf, "Your Marriage: A Guide to Happiness", copyright 1940...which, if you know anything about historical euphemisms, you will instantly know is a book about S-E-X. And I find the history of human sexuality almost as interesting as the history of costume and textiles, so I had to flip through it, and borrow it! It's actually much more frank than you might think 1940 would be.) I got the base sewn together for a new, plaid silk dog collar for the Imaginary (aka a stock collar), and started hemming strips of the same silk for ribbons for my own ballgown. The theme for the Friday night ball is Celtic, so plaid is my nod to it. Nothing crazy, just shoulder ribbons and maybe ribbons for my hair, and aforementioned dog collar. I could make him a plaid vest...but he's getting as much mileage out of that embroidered satin vest as is humanly possible! Yes, his outfit is circa 1840 rather than 1860. No, I do not care.
Today I managed to motivate myself into about an hour's worth of sewing, so I sewed up the darts in the dinner bodice, realized I still have to make YET MORE piping to be able to finish the bottom of the bodice and the sleeves, and...put it down and toddled away. I'm still annoyed at you, dinner bodice.
So I sewed together the ballgown bodice pieces instead. Much more satisfactory.
Yesterday I was on grandmom babysitting duty, so I got a little bit of hand-sewing done. (Not as much as I could have, because I discovered a fun little book on the bookshelf, "Your Marriage: A Guide to Happiness", copyright 1940...which, if you know anything about historical euphemisms, you will instantly know is a book about S-E-X. And I find the history of human sexuality almost as interesting as the history of costume and textiles, so I had to flip through it, and borrow it! It's actually much more frank than you might think 1940 would be.) I got the base sewn together for a new, plaid silk dog collar for the Imaginary (aka a stock collar), and started hemming strips of the same silk for ribbons for my own ballgown. The theme for the Friday night ball is Celtic, so plaid is my nod to it. Nothing crazy, just shoulder ribbons and maybe ribbons for my hair, and aforementioned dog collar. I could make him a plaid vest...but he's getting as much mileage out of that embroidered satin vest as is humanly possible! Yes, his outfit is circa 1840 rather than 1860. No, I do not care.