Last weekend I attempted this pattern. As I fitted in I came to realize that the neckline was shockingly low. It barely skimmed the tops of my…whatever. I had to recut the yoke and redraft the pattern for future use.
The fabric I used for this project is a printed viscose. I think I saw the word rayon in there as well on the label in the fabric shop. Will have to check again.
It’s lightweight and sheeeer. Dopely found this out while fitting. Had to find a lining fabric and the only lining I had was some cheap polyester that frayed and disintegrated on me. Urrrg. It also tugged and pulled no matter how sharp the machine needle was.
I plodded on because this brat of a lining will just be lining. And I need a new lightweight top for summer. The hot days are demanding it.
Today I sewed the bias binding onto the neck and armhole edges only to find that my fitting issues were not a figment of my imagination. And that those issues would haunt me even in the Petite size category. Sigh. At least now I am aware from frustrating trial and error what to do. Despite my broad back I need to narrow the back bodice by an inch by the neckline. And I will need to change the slope of the shoulder by another inch to prevent a gaping front neckline. All that bias binding for nothing. Will be unpicking and adjusting accordingly.
The top followed me into my dreams. I dreamt that it had a bubble hem. This may have been the result of it looking like a tently dress on my petite body. And the weird thing is that, this is a freaking petite sized pattern.
Shall mock up a bubble hem and see what comes up.
For now you can look at the lovely pleats which were the highlight of sewing this top.
Today I had the luck and misfortune of obtaining the November issue of Burdastyle. We in the lovely country of South Africa are a little behind. The issue I had initially wanted was the December one. Oh well. Next month. But for now I shall page through the November issue and try and visualize new projects. So far no dice. Yet. Maybe after a visit to the fabric store some rainbow burst of sparkling new ideas will illuminate in the dark dusty side of the mind.
Now that I think about it I think it’s the case of too many patterns and too little ideas coming to fruitation past the fabric buying or pattern tracing stages.
I think it’s the muslin’s fault. My inability to want to alter and adjust the pattern to a reasonable fit. I have had sewn some patterns from Burdastyle only to crumble into a heap of dismay. My body is freakishly sized. Why does it not fit the standard? whaaayyyyy? Why am I not a standard cookie cutter size? ehem. Moving on….
whew. It’s time to blog now that I’ve figured out the password. Thought this blog would expire from neglect and forgetfulness. There should be a password vault in our head for ease of logging anywhere online other than depending on the internet browser to remember it for us.
Have completed or nearly completed a fair amount of sewing. Will blog about it as soon as pictures are taken. Please pray that I may be gifted a stunning camera soon to take pictures of better clarity. For now what I have will thankfully do.
Otherwise than that I’ve been drooling and imagining new projects. Note the keyword. Imagining.