Ooooh, I’m famous (well, sort of). Those who’ve been reading my blog a while will know I’m a huge admirer of Tilly of Tilly and the Buttons fame. Hers was the first sewing blog I ever discovered and I LOVE the clothes she makes and her quirky style. My exciting news of the century is that she’s just interviewed me for her Stash Amnesty! series.
|Here's the excited interviewee|
So, if you want to know the ins and outs of why I took up sewing, what’s in my stash box and where I get my fabric from, head over there now and have a read.
In other news – all my pattern pieces for my Swing Dress sewalong are now cut out, yippee. I didn’t have to make too many adjustments, which was a relief. I cut out a size 14 and it fitted pretty well. I just had to shorten the bodice front and bodice back by a small amount and shorten the skirt, all made easy peasy by the lengthen/shorten lines on the pattern. I also reduced the amount of ease on the sleeves as advised by Casey, which again, was pretty simple.
So, pattern duly adjusted, I washed my fabric ready to cut it all out. A simple task, I smugly thought – or not as it turned out …. My fabric is a red wool crepe, which I washed on a wool wash as I’d heard it was prone to shrinkage. I put it out to dry, made a cup of tea, and was suddenly overcome by the most hideous smell. It was revolting – a cross between mothballs and wet, mangy dogs. Some quick detective work later and I realized it was coming from my fabric… OH NO!!!!! It absolutely stank the place out.
|The culprit - red wool crepe - looking pretty ashamed of itself|
Panic stricken, I was straight on the computer googling the problem. Apparently that’s what happens with wool crepe, it’s the wool content that exudes the delightful perfume. The advice was wait until it’s completely and utterly dry and as if by magic, the smell should disappear. As you know, I’m not the world’s most patient girl, so every twenty minutes I was upstairs, sniffing the fabric. I’m pleased to report though, that a few DAYS later, the smell had gone.
Having had my doubts about wool crepe, I’m now perversely really desperate to make this dress with it, so I’ve cut the pattern from the fabric ready to start sewing tomorrow, but I’m slightly nervous. If the dress turns out well, I’d planned to wear it to my brother’s wedding in July. That’s why I chose wool crepe as it had more of a luxurious feel to it and could hold its own as befits a posh wedding outfit. But what if it rains?!! My brother is twelve years younger than me, and I’m already worried I’m going to be mistaken for ‘mother of the groom’ by some of his hip young gun-slinging friends, I don’t want to smell like an old dog to boot. I’ll just have to keep an eye on the weather forecast….