Sewing: Colette Pattern's Zinnia Skirts
The urge to sew has come back! I used to sew for a living. As many people who do what they love for a living have found out, there can be too much of a good thing. It apparently took four years to come out of this dry spell. I did do some sewing for a few movies in the evenings and make some puppets in that time, but until starting to teach a few classes at Needlework I basically wouldn't pick up a sewing needle unless forced. It took me four or more months to sew one button on one of Jay's favourite shirts. That's how bad it was.
Then I decided to sew my own wedding dress (still in process) and the urge to sew came rushing back! Hello, old friend! Now I want to make ALL THE THINGS. I've also been reading sewing blogs.... Sophie, Andrea, and Oona make sewing seem like the the cool thing to do rather than a craft relegated to older women who make patchwork jackets.
I also really like the idea of crafting a wardrobe of pieces that fit well, are carefully chosen, and made to last.
These two skirts are from Colette Patterns, a pattern called the Zinnia skirt. I made it in a black knit with a tiny white dot and in a grey striped wool. They both fill a huge winter skirt gap in my closet, and I tried to pick materials that would go well with the rest of my wardrobe. I am trying to build up some basics before I get carried away making a closet full of cat-print blouses (So. Tempting!)
The black skirt was made first, a size 18 with no alterations. It fits great, although a little bit loose at the waist. I made a 16 for the grey wool skirt but kept the length of the size 18. I also added inseam pockets to the grey wool (four pockets total!!). I think this pattern would make a great eyelet lace summer version, but I have a bunch more things on my list to sew before then... not least of which is my wedding dress.
I found taking blog photos to be hideously awkward. This must be what fashion bloggers feel like? I definitely have only two real poses, and when I look at them on the internet, I blush furiously red. Oh well, pushing our personal limits is a good thing. When in doubt, jump shot!