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Things I sew – historical and modern

The Hepburn in Hakatere trousers

I’m developing an awful habit of finishing Historical Sew Fortnightly challenges on time, and then running around like a mad chicken  for two weeks before I have the opportunity  to photograph them. Case in point: my 1940s inspired ‘Hepburn in Hakatere’ trousers, for #23, the Modern History challenge. I put the last stitch in these trousers the evening of Saturday  the 14th of December, after starting them in April and abandoning them for 8 months in my PHd pile when the weather got too chilly for light cotton trousers, and I ran out of steam. I wore them on Sunday (to great admiration and aplomb) for an end-of-year Baha’i children’s class barbecue, followed by the Wellington Sewing Bloggers it-was-supposed-to-be-a-picnic-but-the-weather-packed-in-at-the-critical-moment (and then of course fined up when it was too late to change) afternoon tea at my house. I had intended to get photos at either or both events, but I  did the running-around-like-a-chicken thing instead.  Farmyard avian insanity is also what happened to the rest of the week while I wrapped up my classes for …

The ‘Some Things Are Black & White’ Jacket

  Back at February’s Fabric-a-Brac I found a length of fantastic heavy black and white basketweave cotton.  It immediately said “I would be perfect for a Roll Collar Jacket!” And it would have been, except  there wasn’t quite enough of it.  It’s the curse of Fabric-a-Brac.  You find the most amazing fabrics, as the most amazing prices and they are always 89.7% as long as they need to be for the project you want to make out of them. But the fabric was SO perfect for the jacket, that I fiddled and fiddled and managed to get the jacket out of it by cutting the collar across the grainline (just to see if it would work), lining the collar in a different fabric, and by putting a seam across the upper back – which has actually turned into a pretty cool feature. So I sewed, and then lost motivation, and stuck the jacket in my UFO pile for 5 months, and then fished it out and realised that all it needed was the last bit …

My Ballerina Moment

Last week I discussed the idea of how every girl should have a ballerina moment, and shared my inspiration for a ballerina inspired dress, using my grandmother’s fabric and pattern. I have definitely had my ballerina moment now, and it was worth every bit of angst and mad  sewing and panicked moment of ‘Oh no!  I’ve ruined my fabric!’. As it turned out, my ballerina moment wasn’t, as I had planned, the Windy Lindy ‘Enchantment Under the Sea’ ball.  The dress was done, and I wore it, but the ball was a bit of a wash-out for me: the music was too loud, the dance floor too crowded, the theme didn’t quite come together, and I wasn’t feeling well the whole weekend. So I had to wait another week to be a ballerina, but it came together perfectly: I spent the night in Palmerston North with the fabulous Juliet of The Crazy Gypsy Chronicles, and we had a girl’s night and ate Korean and had too much chocolate silk cake and stayed up too late …