More Puppet Show Shorts. These are so easy I literally made 1.5 pairs in a day that included all the regular daytime activities. In other words, I worked on them at naptime and evening, and I even did a little writing, too.
Here, A is singing “Gymbo’s going up! Gymbo’s going down!”
The seersucker is so adorable. All she needs is a bowtie (and a mint julep) and she’d be ready for the Carolina Cup. As it is, it’s already so hot that we mostly confine ourselves to splash pads and trips to Barnes & Noble.
Inadvertent chevron stripe-matching.
If you see something like “AOE;HIRA;LGKJ,” don’t worry: that’s just my head hitting the keyboard. I’m putting myself through a Dissertation Boot Camp, where I wake up at 5 every morning to get an hour and a half of writing in before things get going. In between multiple freelance projects, trying to beat a thrice-rejected article into submission, cleaning the house, cooking semi-regular meals, taking care of a toddler, and–oh yeah–prepping for an interstate move, the diss kind of loses that sense of urgency.
Those are almost little-girl legs!
There’s another pair of these shorts in the future, already cut out and waiting. I’m also working out some kinks in the Sorbetto top. Fitting: it’s a total mystery. I wish I had some nice wizened old tailor to teach me … or at least a dress form.
I managed to get the shorts to gather into the bias binding this time. Turns out (big surprise) it was user error.
I finally broke in a new Oliver + S pattern: the Puppet Show Shorts. (The Puppet Show Tunic looks a little too involved for me to handle right now. I’ll tackle it after the move/ dissertation/ giant contract writing project.)
In action and covered in sand.
This pattern is everything I expected it to be. It was easy, quick, and even fooled my friend/ A’s future mother-in-law into thinking the shorts were RTW. What more could you ask? I immediately went to Jo-Ann’s and bought fabric to make two more pairs–a gray seersucker and a striped linen.
Before I get to those, however, I have to finish my second Simplicity 2226, which so far has involved three zipper insertions and two broken needles. I don’t even know how I broke the second one, but that’s when I packed it in for the night yesterday.
I’m finally almost recovered from my plague, but my parents are both sick so I’ve only had three hours of drop-in daycare time to work for the past week. Then what am I doing sewing or blogging, you (or my editors) might ask? Well, it’s cheaper than therapy.
Notes and Mods: Evidently there’s some errata–the hem bias strip is too long, so the shorts aren’t actually gathered. I could unpick and fix it, but I’m not going to. I will, however, take an inch or two off the length next time. I also edge stitched along the center seam to give them a slightly more RTW look.
I thought making the colorblock version would get this dress out of my system, but I think I’m just going to have to force myself to move on to a different pattern. (Like maybe Simplicity 2226? One version made already and another cut out waiting for a zipper.)
The colors of this version are adorable. It’s not my favorite of the makes–that would be the original linen one–because the fabric is just a little stiff. The blue I think is a stretch poplin, a remnant from my mom; the gray is a Kona cotton from Jo-Ann; and the pink is the Jo-Ann house cotton, whatever that line is called. Linen gives the dress a really nice swing, and that’s missing from this version. Maybe using the double band at the bottom would have helped?
In any case, it’s still super cute, even if it does wrinkle if you breathe on it. I have a lot of projects in the works right now, but A and I have both been sick for six days now, and I haven’t even wanted to pick up my knitting. Today is the first day I’ve felt even close to normal. But! I came down with this plague when I was on a two-day trip with my dad to seek and find a house. We found it, offered, accepted the counter-offer, and now, pending inspection, it looks like we’re all going to have a place to live next year!
The house needs a little love, but don’t we all?