Woe Unto Those...
Oct. 25th, 2006 07:38 pmWho succumb to the cost-effective lure of synthetic fabric.
Beware Gentle Reader, a whiny rant doth ensue.
I'm working on an 18th centuryesque gown that I started back in....May? Early June?...for my sister. Anywho, as it was a first attempt in this era, I thought I'd go for cheap vs. historically accurate. I used a pattern I picked up at a local 18th c. market faire, and dove in.
It's still not finished. I looked at it the other day, and decided I hate it. With a great passion. The fabric is all wrong...a horrible shiny *gags* acetate taffeta that I tried to convince myself was just fine for a first attempt. It's not. "But, but, but!" I said, "I've committed myself to this gown! I will see it through!" So I began applying ruched trim with tiny hand stitches to make it all better. I began to look on the gown with a more favorable eye, thinking "Ah, thy new ruches have redeemed thee!Though you shall never see an historical event, you will be a passable Halloween costume!"
With hopes renewed, I had J put it on. It mysteriously doesn't fit. She's been stressed out with school and whatnot - senior year and all - but I can't believe how much she's shrunk since we last tried this sucker on. Less than a month ago. *sigh* I don't even want to think about the alterations this requires...let alone the re-working that her stays are going to need!
Alright, rant over.
Beware Gentle Reader, a whiny rant doth ensue.
I'm working on an 18th centuryesque gown that I started back in....May? Early June?...for my sister. Anywho, as it was a first attempt in this era, I thought I'd go for cheap vs. historically accurate. I used a pattern I picked up at a local 18th c. market faire, and dove in.
It's still not finished. I looked at it the other day, and decided I hate it. With a great passion. The fabric is all wrong...a horrible shiny *gags* acetate taffeta that I tried to convince myself was just fine for a first attempt. It's not. "But, but, but!" I said, "I've committed myself to this gown! I will see it through!" So I began applying ruched trim with tiny hand stitches to make it all better. I began to look on the gown with a more favorable eye, thinking "Ah, thy new ruches have redeemed thee!Though you shall never see an historical event, you will be a passable Halloween costume!"
With hopes renewed, I had J put it on. It mysteriously doesn't fit. She's been stressed out with school and whatnot - senior year and all - but I can't believe how much she's shrunk since we last tried this sucker on. Less than a month ago. *sigh* I don't even want to think about the alterations this requires...let alone the re-working that her stays are going to need!
Alright, rant over.