I've been MIA and I really have no explanation. I've just been content reading other people's blogs rather than updating my own. And once I realized that I hadn't blogged in a while and imagined what excuses I would give you, and I couldn't come up with any good ones, so then I decided to put off writing for even longer. It's a vicious cycle.
Today I am here to share with you the amazing story of New Look 6942.
A long time ago I fell in love with this pattern. Against all odds, and against all better judgment I got it stuck in my mind that I was going to make view D, come hell or high water. I HAD to have a sleeveless vest with ruffle poufies. I just HAD to.
I chose my fabric: yet another fuchsia cotton I had in my stash and waited for the perfect moment to introduce myself to 6942. I finally found that moment a couple of weeks back. I cut into the pattern with courage and love. I sewed with adoration and accolades. But in the end, 6942 just didn't love me back, at least not in the way I loved her. *sigh*
I look happy, but I'm really fighting back the tears. All of the cute details I had imagined were distorted into bulk and ugliness. I had imagined the double ruffle so: one row of fuchsia ruffle, and another row of white and fuchsia paisley ruffle. It would be so cute I would hardly be able to stand it.
In reality, the double ruffle was pouffy and exaggerated and emphasized my broadish shoulders to the point of caricature. Dejected and alone, I decided to include only one ruffle: fuchsia lined with paisley.
The resulting ruffle sleeve was less bulky and added a measure of cute. So I pressed forward and finished the vest with love.
I used bias tape to finish the edges of the facing, and lovingly pressed and trimmed each seam like it was my own.
In the end I'm left with a vest that's cute enough, but completely impractical. I don't wear sleeveless jackets/vests. It's just not part of my everyday life. And even though this project has been finished for a few weeks, the only time I put it on was for these photos. It's another case of "what was I thinking?" It happens from time to time.