All done! Reminder, Truly Victorian shirtwaist #494 and ten-gore skirt, #E23. Fabric is African wax-print cotton, embossed and pintucked in red, from Birmingham Rag Market. Skirt facing in leftover scraps of another wax print, and buttons, plastic that looks like jet, also from the rag market. Waistband, collar and cuffs all faced in black and … Continue reading Edwardian Dominatrix outfit #3
Marking, work, marking, work…blah blah. I’ve genuinely been too busy to stop and watch TV [except for the finale of GoT, OMG I nearly blew up like wildfire!] And on the subject of Game of Thrones, THIS DRESS! THOSE SHOULDER PIECES! Oooh I’ve got some stuff swirling in my fevered little brain right now, I … Continue reading Bee-Gone!
After a looooong week and marking, and finally completing the first unit [400 papers take longer than you’d think, I can tell you], I managed to snag an hour or two sewing this afternoon before starting on the next unit. Not enough, but it will have to do. I’ve still got just over three more … Continue reading Tucking in
Is thata joke where you live? Tacking ‘like a boss’ onto any banal activity to make it ironic? Works for me. Anyway, given that this is Hugo Boss linen fabric, the missus is definitely modelling it ‘like a boss’. I only had to nag and threaten a bit to get her out in the sunshine … Continue reading Like a Boss
Useless information #1 A pintucked shirt in French [please correct any errors] is a chemise à nervures. ‘Nervures’ in English are the veins on an insects wing. This made me very happy. The shirt is finished, the buttons are on, all is good. Pictures later when the missus models it for me. Continue reading Shirt geekery
…making this flipping shirt! Friday was lost to post-work-knackeredness, Saturday and half of Sunday were lost to the missus taking over the sewing space to armour plate some jeans. Seriously. She’s transferring biker armour from her old pair of jeans into a new pair, as buying new would be several hundred squid. She’s WAY more … Continue reading All tuckered out…
I’m tickled pink by my pin-tucker, and I’m not going to try to say that, with or without any booze in me! Lookee lookee first attempt: As I’ve said many times, I am absolutely NOT a tidy or meticulous or patient type: all my attempts at tucks heretofore have been a royal mess, wobbly, uneven … Continue reading Tickled Pink!