Truthfully, I must be honest, I continue to procrastinate on making another pair of pants, and on steam-shrinking the cotton velvet (which is meant to turn into a dress for my work Christmas party). My boyfriend has also asked me to alter a jacket for him, and no doubt I will also procrastinate on this.
I am actually pretty skilled in the procrastination department ( I once memorably spent two whole days NOT working on my Masters thesis and instead reading I Hate My Thesis. This was before I discovered Craftostrophe & Regretsy. I'm not even sure how much mental energy that should have been expended on say reading attempting to read Judith Butler got spent on Skants)
But I guess I should be thankful that this round of procrastination has at least been productive. No I didn't clean the house (that's last resort procrastination). Instead I busted out some indestructible polyster bought round this time last year from a second hand shop in Streatham.
Some notes on this fabric: This stuff doesn't fray. I tried to fry it on a top setting on the iron & it didn't burn (it also didn't press properly either). Mutiple un-picking didn't phase it. Yeah, this skirt's going to go with me to my grave. Future archeologists/grave robbers, will marvel. Future alien life-forms will wonder what kind of technology could produce such advanced materials.
And readers, I don't think it looks half bad. Pattern is 112B from Burda Magazine October 2006. I'm going to try and post some photos tomorrow of the line drawings & the skirt on a hanger, because it's got some interesting lines not visible in this photo, plus so I can show off my first successful invisible vip (woohoo!)
But the real star of the show has to be the jacket. Hand made, yup. But not by me alas, but my grandmother. I look at the construction on it & just feel very awed.