So, I got the periwinkle quilt done, bound, washed and ready for a road trip to go see a grand baby. I'm happy with it. I had intended to take more photos and present in better light, so to speak, but I really have been BUSY!
Avoidance sewing still going strong. I swore I'd never waste time and fabric on something that gets as trashed as potholders. Never say never! I don't currently have a free arm, and it is surprisingly easy to put work on a small sphere like the binding at the handhole. Go slower and work the fabric how it goes.
And, here we go. The "wearable muslin" rapidly degenerated into a wadder muslin. The motivation just dropped when I realized I'd never want to be seen in these. I lost the second zipper and decided to just forge ahead, think about that later. I got the one I did have successfully in as well as the pocket bag. I sat down for my first real seam on my serger and thought, man, if you sewed the wrong pieces or sides together it would really be a pain to rip out the stitching. You can see one leg above stitched right side and the other stitched wrong side out. It was either that or have two right legs. It finished the project for me. I did try on and the fit was great, nice to know that pants sloper I made last year is functional for telling me crotch depth/length on any pair of pants, not just wovens. Handy.
I never made the bodice sloper, next on my list (unless I get sidetracked by a damn kitchen rug sewed from clothesline and or t shirts). (Just kidding, I THINK!!) I went on and used the least happy of my knit fabrics Fabric Mart randomly picked and sold me in a bundle on a Style Arc shirt. Another wadder. :( I'm not sure if the cowl collar was off grain at the back neck line or if it was a fitting issue, but I know it's very unlikely I'll take it apart and try again. I love the style of the shirt, but I don't know that I could have that much fabric around my neck and chest until I'm on the other side of menopause. Whew! But it was more good experience as a refresher on some sewing techniques (Style Arc said "stretch" when I would have said "ease"). It was also a strong admonition to do the darn bodice sloper, I had snug here and loose there. I don't want to have to do a muslin on every stinking garment. Matter of fact, I don't want to have to buy too many patterns anymore. I think if I learned how to keep a fitted sloper bodice and pant I could easily modify them to most styles without getting a pattern. I noticed when I was a little kid that the patterns that came into our house to clothe Mom, Dad, and the 5 kids were frequently the same thing over and over. A shift is a shift is a shift, and a tailored shirt is a shirt. Just raise, lower, twist, curve, tighten or loosen and you've got the new thing.
Maybe I'll take another look at the shirt tomorrow. Probably not since I'm working extra and extra long shifts these two weeks before vacation. I'd better just try and sleep tomorrow!
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