day 15: Federal holiday means no work for Jared! Since he was around to entertain Ramona for one more day, I got to go upstairs & see what I could do with the weird denim I bought that faded & had weird dye marks on it. I mixed together some various Rit dyes I have to make something approximating dark gray/black & started dyeing swatches. But no matter how long I left them in the mix, no swatch really looked any different from any other. The right side of the fabric did seems a little darker after it was all said & done, but it wasn’t a huge difference from where I started. I decided to just say fuck it & started cutting out my project anyway.
day 16: Snow day! Jared woke up before the crack of dawn to get ready to go to work, & luckily all of his wandering into the bedroom to retrieve belts & shoes & keys & jackets woke me up too, & I thought to check for school closings. Turns out the job he’d taken for the day was at a school that was closed for wind chill (like 30-below!). Seems like the substitute app they use could maybe send out school closure info as well as job posts, but what do I know?
I didn’t feel like doing anything today, so all I did was a little bit of cross stitching for a jeans pocket, because I can do that while all snug in bed under blankets. I also made an exhaustive to-do list of all the sewing I want to accomplish in the next two months, with a day-by-day breakdown of what exactly I’d have to accomplish each day in order to meet my goals. Then I instantly felt overwhelmed & stressed out & so did nothing.
I also bought some jeans buttons for the 97 pairs of jeans I am making in the next month (actually only three or four pairs, BUT STILL) & considered blanket stitching the hems on the embroidered hand warmers I made, but ultimately did not because I couldn’t remember how to blanket stitch, & I was too lazy to look up a video to remind myself. That is pretty damn lazy.
day 17: Started embroidering a jeans pocket, which is SO much faster than cross stitching. Though cross stitching appeals more to my obsessively precise, Sisyphean impulses.
day 18: Super-busy day. I had to go get more x-rays for my foot, meet with my orthotist, go to physical therapy, go to regular therapy, & also run a bunch of car errands I’d been putting off because it was all snowy out & I am not used to driving in snow.
All I really had time for was more embroidering/cross stitching, which doesn’t make for the most fascinating photos, so I posted an outfit photo instead. Because this outfit was especially cute:
All self-sewn except for the socks. We have self-drafted black suba leggings (so warm & cozy), a pink gingham M6696 shirtdress (sleeveless, but not just for summertime if worn with layers), a black henley, the Jenna cardigan I just made last week, & of course, self-sewn bra & undies. I wore the shoes I was wearing the day I broke my foot for the first time since the break. I haven’t worn them much because they’re really hard to get on without twisting my foot in a way that really fucking hurts. But I did learn that the break is now completely healed, & the lingering pain I still have is most likely just muscle & tendon aches from my foot & lower leg being immobilized for so long in a cast & a medical boot. Hence the physical therapy, & the motivation to fight my way into cute shoes.
day 19: Finished some jeans pocket embroidery.
I think this is a hilarious pun (which I’ve always employed on my custom garment labels), but Jared was like, “What if people just think you don’t know how to spell, since it won’t be immediately obvious that you made the jeans yourself?”
day 20: I actually sewed a lot today! I whipped up a pair of True Bias Lander shorts from the denim that I was trying to dye.
Look at that facing. Just look at it! I have been sewing the waistbands on my shirtdresses facing-first pretty much from the jump, in order to get a nice, tidy finish on the inside. I don’t know why it took me this long to try it on a pair of pants/shorts. I am definitely never going back, that’s for sure.
Incidentally, the Lander pants/shorts are drafted with an all-in-one waistband/facing. I just prefer a softer fabric on the inside, as well as an opportunity to use a fun print, so I cut the waistband as drafted in half the long way, added a seam allowance, & then cut one from my fashion fabric & one from my lining fabric. I seamed them together & understitched, & voila: a customized waistband. I’m planning a blog post on this pattern soon (tomorrow, even?) with more detail on the alterations I made.
day 21: I decided I needed to stop being a lazybones & start making a muslin for the McCall’s top I have been intermittently working on. I did all the flat pattern adjustments while I was dyeing my denim at the beginning of the week.
Over the summer, I placed in one of the Indie Pattern Month challenges on the Monthly Stitch & won a box of free fabric from Minerva Crafts. I didn’t get to pick what went into the box, so some of it was pretty great & some of it was just not to my taste. What to do with fabric you don’t care for? Use it for a muslin!
So I grabbed a length of this blue & white paisley rayon challis & cut it up to make a muslin. It’s not fabric I’d ordinarily wear because I hate paisley, & I HATE rayon challis. I know this is a super-minority viewpoint. It’s weird, because I love cotton voile. But rayon challis may as well be woven from the chin hairs of Satan himself, I loathe it so much. So I didn’t mind sacrificing it to a muslin.
Except that it was fucking impossible to sew! My stitches kept skipping & gathering & breaking. I threaded & re-threaded my machine, I tried new needles, different types of needles, larger stitches & smaller stitches, but this demon cloth thwarted me at every turn. I think I got like 80% through the muslin before I was like, “You know what? Fuck this, fuck this fabric, fuck everything, I quit,” & I went downstairs to cross stitch instead. Trust me, cross stitching denim using waste canvas is NOT fun. It kind of fucking sucks. But it was like a spa vacation compared to working with that godforsaken rayon challis.
So. Really, not the most productive week. But I still did some kind of sewing thing every single day, even when I didn’t want to or when my projects seemed to be conspiring against me. Victory!