I've said before that I don't "sew". I make costumes, but that's sort of like engineering and not really sewing at all. I mean, with a costume if something goes wrong it can in an emergency be taped with good duct tape. But now I've come to a place that has forced me to start "sewing." Seems I'm no longer the svelte girl I was a few years ago and none of my clothes fit me. Not only that, I have to wear long sleeves and a collar all the time and I'm sick of wearing my son's old tee-shirts with my husband's old denim shirt over it all summer long like I have the past three years. So I bought some cheap yardage and a pattern and I'm making myself a little jacket. I was smart -- traced the size I wanted and then made up a mock jacket (minus the sleeves) to see if it would fit. It does, even though I don't much like it. But what's to like about a mock with no collar and no sleeves made out of an old bed sheet? So tonight I'm starting to put the "real" fabric together. It's purple. I don't usually wear purple, but this was a nice weight with enough polyester to keep it from wrinkling, and besides it was only $1.50 a yard at Wal-Mart.
Wish me luck. I promise to take a photo tomorrow and post it so you can all see how I've done. May be late tomorrow, I'm going out to breakfast with my wonderful sons. I was reminded how wonderful they are today when I read in the paper that a young man who graduated in the year between them was just killed in a traffic accident. So I'm buying breakfast and basking in their lazy good health.
The jacket may turn out to be horrid, but it's only a first step. I actually bought some gorgeous fabric for another jacket. See, I'm smart enough not to make the pretty fabric the first time out.
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