I’n in Northern Hemisphere blogger limbo. I have finished items and no posts. Its proving difficult to find the time and daylight to photograph said items. Compounding this is the fact that some of them are in high rotation in my wardrobe so even if i’m home and it’s bright there’s a good chance that what i was going to photograph is whizzing about in the washing machine… the current state of affairs is that i have some posts written and awaiting photos and some photos awaiting posts to be slotted into. I’m working on it!
In other news i got some post recently, Steph’s Tiramisu pattern. There will be a 30 minute sewalong happening in the new year – I like the idea of it and i’ll definitely be reading along with these, if for no other reason than to check out the sewing tips from Steph’s wealth of knowledge, whether i actually sewalong or not will be determined by the dates and my study plans. I am DETERMINED that this sitting of exams will be my last so that is going to have to be my focus, and key to that is how i do in the interim exam looming up in the calendar at the end of January. That said I will be poking about on the internet for a suitable fabric because I want to sew this one up – possibly as a reward for sitting the Jan exam!
I snapped up a sweet 60s dress pattern after Kerry of Kestrel Finds & Makes linked to it, i’m hoping to squeze it out of a piece of wool that i have but am expecting to come up short so might go down a colourblock/pieced road.
I also have a major crush on this number (via the perfect nose).
And finally, given the shortage of time and the sometimes sorry state of my wardrobe you might expect me to consider stepping back from my previous commitment to make my clothes and give up shopping… In short, no. An unlikely event consolidated my intentions on this front – after i poured a cup of tea on top of myself my sister lent me a dry pair of jeans. Jeans is a bit of a stretch, they may as well be leggings. Out of my sisters i am the smallest but i am also the most solid of them; after over a year of training and racing I consist of muscle mass. Turns out that not having overly squishy legs is not overly compatible with these trousers. What bugs me is that they are the same “size” as the pair I had taken off. Not having to deal with the sizing vagaries of the high street is not the reason why i chose to take myself out of the whole fast fashion system but it sure is a bonus and I will not be re-entering that particular arena any time soon.
may-as-well-be-painted-on mixed cotton, polyester and elastane does not equal jeans.