My paisley archer was a practice run for this one. I fell for this Graham Coxon designed Liberty print way back when, and was rather disappointed to find that I couldn’t get the silk georgette version online. Then last year I was delighted to find the cotton lawn version sitting quietly in with the other distinctly more floral offerings in the little liberty section of Murphy Sheehys. What was most surprising about this was I had actually asked them could they get it in and they told me more than likely not because they get the stock in a year later. Anyway, mysteries of fabric shop stocking aside, WIN for me. So I brought it home, washed it and stored it safely until I had time to make the perfect top with it – I was thinking a top for work, not a shirt, maybe a yoke across the top, flat collar & fitted through the torso… then Jen released Archer and the lightbulb exploded, no need to wait for brainspace for drafting!
One of the things that bugged me about my paisley fabric was that the underside was white so I love that this is not the case with this one – sleeves can be rolled up (as they are in all of these pictures because we’re still basking in balmy high-teen temperatures!) and not look weird, and should I ever want to wear it open over another top it won’t matter that the insides are visible!
Having made the shirt before I was expecting to sail through this one, but of course I then didn’t pay enough attention and made stupid mistakes; note to self – engage brain. I possibly should have used a different shade of thread for the top stitching, but it was the best of what I had and I don’t tend to start sewing projects at a time that the shops are open.
The fabric was lovely to work with and so good to wear, so soft, so smooth, so airy, so can I wear it all of the time?! If you see me at the weekend, or not at work, you are quite likely to see it also. I have a plan to make some jersey layers for winter so wearing won’t be decreasing when the temperatures drop.
I didn’t open the very top buttonhole on my paisley version but I did on this one and as you can see from the pictures I’m loving the preppy mod-esque fully buttoned up look. I see more buttoned up collars in my future – I really like the details on this one from Yes, I Like That - pointed button tab and deep yoke? bring it on!
The seams are all Frenched; I love the clean finish it gives – and was thinking ahead that I would be rolling up sleeves etc so didn’t want an overlocked seam on show. I will be busting out flat-felling on my dad’s Negroni’s – hoping to sew up muslin no.2 this evening (only a few months after no.1!), the fit wasn’t too far off; needs shortening and a bit of tapering into the waist and swapping in a two-part collar like what’s on the Archer instead of the one piece foldover one as it is drafted.
Can we tangent for a moment?! I’m wearing my silver painted plimsols and was taking the pictures before heading out for the evening to see Spiritualized presents Ladies and Gentlemen We Are Floating in Space at the National Concert Hall. My shoes are directly inspired by J Spaceman. I saw Spiritualized in Vicar Street when they were touring Songs in A&E and came away pretty much obsessed with the fact that he was wearing silver shoes. Not just little plimsols like what I have but actual shoes, but SILVER. So I bought a cheapo pair of runners and a couple of cans of spraypaint and t’da – silver shoes, not quite so cool as his but silver nonetheless. Incidentally I also came away from that gig with the seed planted for a series of band-inspired tshirts that is still in residence in my head, some day it will see the light of day. But back to last night, 1) if you don’t know the album go seek it out and 2) if you ever have the opportunity to go to one of the Ladies & Gentlemen gigs please do. I went to London to see them play it in the Barbican Centre 4 years ago (for fear that they would never come to Dublin!) and it was A.MAZE.ING. And, it was no less amazing last night. There obviously wasn’t the same OH MY GOD I CAN”T BELIEVE I”M HERE that we had in London but the NCH in Dublin is much smaller than the Barbican and we were sitting down in the stalls so we were much closer this time so it felt like you were IN the show, as the lights swept over you and up towards the ceiling. And last bit of this rant I promise, but man no one does heart ache like J Spaceman – we’re talking lump in throat, hairs standing up & shivers up your spine.
And on that note I shall leave you with a pic that explains why I’m holding my arms slightly out from my body in the above pics – pimped out hands yo! there will be no smudging.