I've been a stay at home mom or mom to be for 7 years now. My husband was on board with this plan with the caveat that I would need to return to work when our child started going to school full time. Mostly because being a one income family was something we could not sustain indefinitely. So I went into the the summer knowing that I'd have to start hunting for jobs. Ugh. Let me tell you the dread of starting a job hunt and the depression of being the middle of one are equally draining to your creativity. It almost makes me long for the days of learning a trade... or bartering. Can you pay your mortgage in cookies? What if I threw in a chocolate cake?
Anyway we've got that stress and the normal stress about how your kid is doing in school. Desmond just made the cut off for entering kindergarten last year and I think being the youngest kid in the class is sometimes hard. I also worry about him socializing with other kids because he's a lot like me and I was HORRIBLE at that. (I sat alone during recess for the entire 5 years of elementary school. My mother was very relieved when I went to middle school where there was no more recess.) I keep wishing there was another kooky kid who's crazy about dinosaurs so they could be best friends. They might successfully make a dinosaur hybrid that would eat us all, but it's a risk I'm willing to take.
So yeah, adulting is hard when you're not eating chocolate bars at 10 in the morning. Fortunately I did have a chocolate bar today so we can talk about the other source of my lost sewing mojo...... a string of muslins that didn't make the cut.
As someone who's been sewing for a long time I know that not every pattern is gonna be a winner on my body. But it still sucks when you have back to back projects that don't pan out. I started to wonder if I really was any good at sewing. Has this whole blog just been a lie?! Maybe the frog does sew all the garments after all. On to a parade of badly lit muslins, I know you can barely contain your excitement.
First up the top half of Simplicity 3885.
OK, this doesn't look too bad from the photos. What you can't see is that it's super tight around the neck. So tight that I couldn't button it closed like the causal lady in the sunglasses. This one is in my bust size so my own grading isn't at fault....that problem will come later. I also found some of the construction on this pattern to be annoying which colored my impressions. The neckline issue could be fixed but frankly I liked McCall's 4265 a whole lot more and it didn't seem worth it. Bye Bye blouse, into the bin of failure you go.
Second victim, suit jacket from Hollywood 769.
This was the first size 34 bust that I graded up and my math was WRONG! This baby is about 1 size too small in everything but the length. I've pinned that scant 1/2" overlap to give myself that pregnant look all the girls are going for these days. Sexy. The style gets a thumbs up, but have I felt like regrading 9 pattern pieces for the second time? Nope! This one goes in the bin of shame until the pattern grading frenzy seizes me.
Last questionable muslin of the summer, Advance 4227.
This time I was able to do basic math correctly and properly grade up the pattern. The skirt portion gets a thumbs up, but the bodice was drafted for someone much much much bustier.
Honestly I could smuggle a pair of cantaloupes in my bra and still have extra ease. Since I'm not into shoplifting this bodice needs some serious adjustment. Adjustment that I do not have the head space for at this time. Into the bin it goes until next summer or some perfect fabric talks me into giving it another go.
So that was my summer with the exception of one successful project that I've yet to take photos of. Hopefully I can get off my butt and do that soon before blogging summer projects seems ludicrous. Until then I hope your sewing projects are being a lot more agreeable than mine. :)
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