In my first-world-problem feeling of having nothing nice to wear to Seattle Frocktails (Oct 20th 2018), I decided to punish myself with the challenge of sewing an outfit for the Saturday’s event. One week is plenty of time, I thought. Perfect opportunity to dig into my stash of pretty Japanese fabrics from past travels. This sewing misadventure did end up like the Goldilocks tale of ‘Too big! Too small!’ and then ‘This is just nice.’ Maybe.
This first dress ensued from two intense days of careful stitching. Having not learnt my lesson from past experience with this dress pattern, it turned out too big on me (at the armscye and back) .
But there were winning milestones with this dress: my first properly-installed invisible zipper (albeit after a few attempts) and getting the seams matched up as tidily as possible.
So I dropped this Too Big dress on the floor to let Mia roll on it. At least one of us will enjoy it.
It was midweek. Do I deconstruct this dress because I so love the fabric and resize the dress pattern, or make a whole new one by revisiting cut patterns of dresses I once enjoyed constructing? The a-ha moment came when my inner voice reminded me of this particular pattern –that I first dipped my toes into bodice dress with– and the handful of versions I made: first (2011), second (2012), third (2012), fourth (2012), and fifth (2014)!
The bodice waist might have been zealously wide, but we can remedy that with a belt?
I am happy to report that I survived the Seattle Frocktails evening, assisted by a couple of glasses of rosé. And met a few friendly faces.
Whatever happened to the first green dress? I made it my mission to rescue it.
After this dress was resized to my satisfaction, I never once saw the seam ripper again. Until the next dressmaking adventure beckons!