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The HSF 2014: sewing plans

This year I announced all the HSF challenges at the beginning of the year, which was scary for me, but does give me the opportunity to try to plan my entire sewing year in advance. So what do I aim to make? #1: Make Do & Mend: due Wed 15 Jan.  I made a 1930s dress inspired by making-do, and mended my 1770s silver stays and my 1905 Time Lady blouse.  Challenge accomplished!   #2: Innovation  – due Sat 1 Feb.  Already finished a pair of 1930s trousers, and also making a 1860s petticoat (post and photos soon!) #3: Pink  – due Sat 15 Feb.  A late 1920s dress in blush pink to wear at Art Deco Weekend.  I thought about tackling Emily’s skirt, but that’s a project where I just want to put everything else aside and focus on it, and now’s just not the best time for that. #4: Under it All  — due Sat 1 March.  A 1900s corset.  The Truly Victorian pattern has been on my to-do list for ages.  And …

A little mending

I actually did do some mending for the Make Do & Mend HSF challenge: there has just been so much else to post that I haven’t gotten around to writing about it! First, a little 10 minute mend.  One of the bones in my 1770s silver gilt stays was the tiniest bit too long, and had worn a hole in the kid leather binding: I unpicked that section of the binding, slipped it off the tab, pulled out the bone, cut it shorter, and smoothed it off: Then I pushed the bone back in, and used a tiny piece of leftover kid to patch the area with the hole: All that was left to do was to slip the original binding back on, and re-sew it down: The Challenge:  #1: Make Do & Mend Fabric:  a tiny scrap of kid leather Pattern:  My own, based on one in Jill Salens ‘Corsets’ book. Year:  ca. 1770 Notions:  Just thread for the mending. How historically accurate is it?  Period stays were certainly mended, but my binding technique …

The ‘Smooth Sewing’ trousers and twilight glory

Monday night I taught a class that finished at 8.30.  As I drove home in the summer twilight, there was not a breath of wind.  The harbour was deep teal, glassy and still, and mirrored back the changing sky, shot with lavender and pink, glowing gold at the Western horizon, and tinting to indigo over the Eastern hills. When I arrived home Mr D met me at the door.  “Isn’t it amazing!”  It was, indeed, amazing.  “It’s a pity it’s so late, or we could go for a walk.” “Why not?”  I said. So we hopped in the car and drove round the bays to Hataitai Beach, where we walked around the waterfront, marvelling at the sea and the sky.  Every view yielded a new delight; every moment a subtle change in the glory.  We walked to the end of the little pier, surrounded by sea and sky, the lights and boats shimmering against the water. I captured image after image of the view, and then asked Mr D to try to get one of …