Showing posts with label Sewing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sewing. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

On Lampshades, Vintage Patterns, and Buttonholes



As it turns out, all that fabric I bought a few years ago, thinking I was going to redecorate the entire house with homemade lampshades, was not the silliest thing I've ever done.  Because even though I've still not managed one shade (you try it, then tell me it isn't tricky!), I have made one rather splendid little dress for Miss Emilia.  The look on her face was quite something when I showed it to her, too.  'Oh my goodness!  Oh my goodness!'  It's like she thinks I am her own personal Coco Chanel.  ('She makes pretty dresses!')  And she has taken to calling it a Mary Poppins dress, despite the fact that I'm quite certain Mary Poppins would not be caught dead in it**.  However, we are currently in the throws of making a Mary Poppins costume for Halloween for the girl, so she has decided that it is practically the same as what Mary wears during 'Step in Time'.  (It's not even a little bit similar.  But who am I to judge?)

Anyway, we are after the Nanny costume -- not the Jolly Holiday one.  And we are making quite a bit of progress, too.  I've made the skirt already and I am planning to make the jacket with my mom while we're all on the Oregon Coast next week.  After that, we'll just need a hat (no luck with that as of yet -- although I have determined it to be in the style of the pork pie), an umbrella with a parrot on the end, a white shirt with a red ribbon/tie, and a carpet bag.  Simple enough.  However, something tells me that I am way above my skill level with this jacket.

I have recently discovered Etsy, and the great big world of vintage patterns.  I found a pattern from 1962 for a child's jacket that is sort of in the manner of Mary Poppins.  And while I was at it, I found a lovely dress pattern from 1952 for a cocktail dress -- for me.  I'm determined to teach myself to sew, and I've already got the fabric for the dress, too.  So, we'll see.  (I suppose that I ought to disclose that the pattern used for Emilia's little dress is not vintage, and it isn't from Etsy.  It is Oliver + S, and I ordered it straight from their site.  They have the most gorgeous childrens' patterns I've ever seen.  Just looking at them will make anyone want to start sewing.) 


However, before I start thinking about cocktail dresses, I'd better get this jacket done.  I've looked at the directions for the pattern, and they don't exactly look self-explanatory.  I've noticed that much of my sewing skills seem to be based on instinct (namely because most patterns seem to think one already has an inkling of what one is doing while in front of a sewing machine -- ha!).  Just before I sat down to wing-it with buttonholes this afternoon, I had to sit and look at the Rock & Republics I was currently sporting, to see if I could figure it out.  I did!  Not much to it, really.  Skinny zig-zags in a stenciled loop.  And I did it twice for good measure.  Hopefully the thing doesn't come to pieces in the wash, but if so, I won't cry too much.  After all, the fabric was actually meant to be a lampshade.  Once upon a time.

**I'm fairly certain that Coco Chanel would not be caught dead in it either.  How very rude, don't you think?  Especially considering how much she is adored around this household.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

You Like That Pretty Dress!

For some reason my dear friend Jane has taken it into her mind that I am the crafty type.  And because of this, she brings box after box, filled with book after book, on such subjects as: how to decorate your vintage table; or, how to make a lovely dress from an old pillow case, etc., over to our house on a fairly regular basis.  And she does this despite my continuous pleas of: 'No more, please!  We've no where to put them!  And what do I know of ruffled pom-pom aprons anyway?'

And so when she was over a few weeks ago with her husband (so that they could look at our rather nasty popcorn ceiling in the living room and proffer advice as to the best way of removing said nastiness) she, being Jane, couldn't help herself and brought more books.  She then proceeded to sit down with Emilia and look at all the pictures of the 'pretty dresses'.  Emilia, without losing a beat, ran to show me — 'You like that pretty dress!'  ('You' is Emilia and 'Me' is mama, by the way.)  In fact, she carried this particular book around for a few days pointing it out whenever she could.

'Well, looks like I'm making a dress,' I told her.

But guess what?  I did just that.  I made a pretty dress.  And, not to brag or anything, but it even looks like a dress.  Well, la-di-da!

Now, let me make this perfectly clear.  The last time I sewed an article of clothing was when I was in junior high (or middle school, depending on where you are from).  I made, all by myself, the most spectacular pair of bright blue crop pants — nice elastic waistband and all.  And you may rest assured that they were hideous.  But, oh, how I loved them.  (Dare I tell you that I wore them with my highly coveted huarache shoes?  Yes, it's true.  And being the first person at Davis Middle School to sport such a style, making all the other girls jealous, I fancied myself a bit of a trend setter.)  But other than those pants, all I've made are drapes -- and those are just big squares, really.