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Monday, April 29, 2013

A touch of summer

I finally got some sewing done. Just an Ottobre tee to get my hand back in. I laughingly call this my Hawaiian tee. I'm meh about it, especially going into winter. That's what I get for letting it sit cut out for so long before sewing it up. It's one of those fabrics I now look at and wonder what I was thinking when I bought it. I presume it was the colour that got me.
However, come summer I think this could look better over my white 3/4 pants with my purple slip-ons.

A blurry photo from the cellphone, crooked necklace and all.

Sunday, March 31, 2013

Almost forgotten what free time is

Much excitement this last week as my thesis is finally finished and off to the examiners. I submitted on Monday and every day since has seen me out and about catching up with people and having celebratory coffees. Luckily the BFF's see me occasionally at crafty nights so I didn't quite need a nametag. Now I'm enjoying a thesis-free Easter - boy does it feel strange not to be thinking that I should be in at work! Next up is an article by end of April. 5000 words after the 'book' that is my thesis? - no problem, lol.

I have all these lists of 'Things to do once I finish my thesis', including of course some sewing if my machines haven't drowned under the dust of neglect.  - Painting the lounge, bedroom and bathroom; cleaning the oven (groan); cleaning the fridge (groan again); finding the garden under the weeds; sew myself some new tops; consider making the dress from the new Ottobre; destash some fabric to empty the cupboards, etc. You get the idea. I don't know if the three months I have off over winter is going to be long enough.

In other exciting news, I found a post on how to wrestle underwires into submission, meaning I can now wear my new fancy schmancy underwire b ras for more than ten minutes without sustaining bruises on my arms, or having to buy new smaller wires which was suggested by the lingerie fitter. Ok, so maybe most people won't find that exciting.....

Right I'm off to find that dining table so I can trace out a pattern. I know it's there somewhere underneath all that crap......


Monday, January 7, 2013

A new year, still alive...

Hope you're all sitting down, because I actually did something sewing-related! I know! I could barely believe it too.

The warm temps have encouraged me to pull out fabrics and patterns and debate sewing summer tops. Of course, I didn't go down without a fight. I dragged myself off to the nice cheaper outlets to get some instant satisfaction without scaring the wallet too much - and was promptly reminded why I sew my own tops! Since when does 'Now with better fit' mean 'we added several inches to the center front seam so this top won't look good on anyone'?! Honestly, yes I'm a plus size in tops, but my shoulders are not as wide as a door frame! Sadly, even pricier stores are not immune from this strangely shaped 'model'. The only way I can think to make tops like these fit is to buy some little shoulder pads. 

Like these ones:


 Or perhaps these ones: 


A little skimming in the side seams and I could have a waist!

I did buy a couple of tops, but they're both sleeveless and, because the same patternmaker has been at them, determined to show my undergarments to the world.Nevermind, I just bought a few tees in the more-clingy-than-I'd-ever-be-seen-in category to wear underneath.

Still, this hasn't fully solved the clothing issue. So I took a day away from the thesis, pulled out my Ottobres, traced a new copy of my favourite tee and a copy of a A-line tanktop, pulled out fabric and cut away. Two tops at once. (So that's two more UFOs for the pile....) My poor lonely sewing machine even had a terrible shock when I coaxed it from its hiding place under the dust and stitched the shoulder seams and applied the neckband on the A-line sleeveless top.

And that's as far as the tops have got. Instead of finishing my clothes, I've been finishing a chapter for my thesis. The end is in sight, all going well, and then I shall have to sew to distract myself from worrying about examiners.