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Today I will attempt to get through a recent epic fail that ended up breaking my heart. Normally, not accomplishing a task doesn't have that huge of an impact on my mood or my zest for sewing, but last week I had in my mind what I could see as the ultimate dress for my Mom's birthday. I had had this pattern on my mind since it first came out and all I could see was her in this dress and to top that off I would make it in her favorite color GREEN.
So, I set out to find the perfect combination of fabrics to make my ideal dress come to life for my Mom. I gathered all the things that I would need as I was reeling with excitement because my Mom even made a trip to my house so that I could get her measurements correct. Her visit made me so giddy and happy. I had ants in my pants the whole time.
With my pattern and fabric in toe, I began to work on my Mom's dress. I kept saying to myself that I wanted it to be perfect. Not that that was any pressure but, I wanted my strongest critic to have something beautiful. In my vision I had the dress on a vintage scale. I wanted the skirt longer and the bodice was perfect for the overlay that I wanted to put on it. I basted the bodice overlay to the the fabric (medium weight satin). It was coming together so well until I knew I would have the dress finished by the time my Mom and Dad left,,,,BUT,,, When she tried the bodice on it was so small until I almost screamed when I saw it. Mom had suggested that I re-cut the front bodice piece, but I kept saying to myself that if I did that it would throw the side seams off and there wasn't any of the overlay left to re-cut or throw to waste even thought I had overshot the fabric amount. My mind was going so fast trying to do a quick troubleshoot until I gave in. Needless to say that my smiling face turned into a crooked frown.
After my Mom and Dad left, I called my oldest daughter in to try the bodice on her. I thought, ok. she's smaller than my mother and maybe I can salvage the whole thing and finish it for her (which would give some thought of accomplishment). That was an even more tragic tale of pattern/ fabric thievery. For days, I kept trying to fix the bodice in my mind. I drew sketches to help with all the brainstorms I was coming up with, but I am going to have to put this project to the side until my AH-HA moment comes AND IT WILL. Some way,,,some day,,,soon, I will win this war but, until then I will have to work through the fog and continue to pray.
Just like some fashions are fads that fade away so will disappointment. Which is why I am moving on to New Look 6048. I kind of think it will help me get my mojo back and help to ease the pain of my recent temporary loss (LOL) I wanted something that I had never sewn before that looked easy. I found some cotton fabric in my stash and that is what I am going for this week. Here's a look at the combo that I put together for this project.
Ok, now that I have chosen my next victim, I'm ready to go. Stay tuned for updates on this one. I'm hoping it will give me that certain pep that I need. Even though my Mom is ok with not having her dress,,,I'm not. Persevering though the fog might just be the prescription I need.
Until next time,,
Lots Of Love,
Dellia
Today I will attempt to get through a recent epic fail that ended up breaking my heart. Normally, not accomplishing a task doesn't have that huge of an impact on my mood or my zest for sewing, but last week I had in my mind what I could see as the ultimate dress for my Mom's birthday. I had had this pattern on my mind since it first came out and all I could see was her in this dress and to top that off I would make it in her favorite color GREEN.
With my pattern and fabric in toe, I began to work on my Mom's dress. I kept saying to myself that I wanted it to be perfect. Not that that was any pressure but, I wanted my strongest critic to have something beautiful. In my vision I had the dress on a vintage scale. I wanted the skirt longer and the bodice was perfect for the overlay that I wanted to put on it. I basted the bodice overlay to the the fabric (medium weight satin). It was coming together so well until I knew I would have the dress finished by the time my Mom and Dad left,,,,BUT,,, When she tried the bodice on it was so small until I almost screamed when I saw it. Mom had suggested that I re-cut the front bodice piece, but I kept saying to myself that if I did that it would throw the side seams off and there wasn't any of the overlay left to re-cut or throw to waste even thought I had overshot the fabric amount. My mind was going so fast trying to do a quick troubleshoot until I gave in. Needless to say that my smiling face turned into a crooked frown.
After my Mom and Dad left, I called my oldest daughter in to try the bodice on her. I thought, ok. she's smaller than my mother and maybe I can salvage the whole thing and finish it for her (which would give some thought of accomplishment). That was an even more tragic tale of pattern/ fabric thievery. For days, I kept trying to fix the bodice in my mind. I drew sketches to help with all the brainstorms I was coming up with, but I am going to have to put this project to the side until my AH-HA moment comes AND IT WILL. Some way,,,some day,,,soon, I will win this war but, until then I will have to work through the fog and continue to pray.
Just like some fashions are fads that fade away so will disappointment. Which is why I am moving on to New Look 6048. I kind of think it will help me get my mojo back and help to ease the pain of my recent temporary loss (LOL) I wanted something that I had never sewn before that looked easy. I found some cotton fabric in my stash and that is what I am going for this week. Here's a look at the combo that I put together for this project.
Until next time,,
Lots Of Love,
Dellia
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