August 21, 2016
Most of the time, I select fabric just because it catches my eye. Sometimes, there’s a purpose.
Next month is XOXO, and for me it marks a year of sewing in earnest. I decided to make an XOXO dress to celebrate. I gleefully ran around the fabric store to pull the bits together. And then when I started on it at home…
And what was I thinking?
It was the first time in a while that I truly doubted my eye. Not only was I so sure in the fabric shop of how this would work, I had each component cut for exactly the length needed. I started in on the dress, wondering if I had imagined myself into a hot, dizzy mess.
Here’s the result:
And the kicker: PDX pockets.
Trust your vision.
August 14, 2016
I suspect not.
My next cat will be named Tim Gunn.
August 8, 2016
I love the little extra design bonuses. Reminds me of messages scratched into the dead space on records.
August 2, 2016
I’ve nearly completed this dress:
It’s nearly floor length. I couldn’t do anything but throw heaps of that floral fabric into it. I put an extra panel in the skirt back to make it even fuller.
The print reminds me of blouses my American grandmother wore.
What’s keeping me from finishing? I am convinced that somewhere out there is the perfect floral lace trim that needs to peek out from the bottom, and I haven’t found that trim yet. So this gorgeous print sits and waits for its turn to go to the ball.