I have been working on
Butterick Pattern # 3218, views B and D for Rosey Posey in a blue knit top and a matching striped skirt (made that today), Butterick Pattern # 3192, view B (center) for myself in a small whale beige corduroy, and Butterick Pattern #6286 (the jumper and little jacket) for Rosey Posey in a black large whale corduroy.
I hate taking forever to get projects done, I like to sit down and finish them so I am not thinking “oh dear, I have never finished that.” Also, because there is a good chance it might not get done, and I hate the cluttered fabric pieces in my sewing things cubicles. Not too mention then I have to hear my husband complain “you spent all the money on that fabric a didn’t even use it.” I don’t think he uses the word “fabric” though. Maybe it’s more like “you spent all that money on that material and didn’t even use it.”
Posco is a little curious as to why I only sew for his sister and not for him. I told him boys clothes are too complicated. For the effort of sewing anything for a boy, it is pretty much worth it to go and purchase khaki pants, jeans and long sleeved rugby shirts.
What I really want to make myself is Butterick # 6057 but I need more practical attire at the moment. This is a problem I have had with clothes shopping for the last ten years since I became a Mom. I am not a comfortable casual kind of clothes person. But when Rosey Posey was a baby and the first time she spit up on me, I started wearing sweats. I hate sweats unless I am in a strange “not get dressed” mood, but not for every day. It has taken a concerted effort and even skill to figure how to dress practically enough and look nice and feminine even though I will spend a day homebound with perhaps a baby spitting up on me (not at the moment though). think it has taken literally like 9 out of 10 years of motherhood to figure it out.
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i started wearing sweats as my winter wardrobe way on back there in college and i have never looked back. . .’ceptin now it’s even better cuz they make fleece sweats. want to make sweats look feminine? slap on a big ol’ bow. yeehaw!
Smockmomma,
Now you are in the south. When I went to school down south (New Orleans) I got teased because I didn’t “dress” every day. I can still here some of my girlfriends saying “In the south, we like to dress.” Now I always did nice-casual dressing, but heels and hose and clothes that needed ironing everyday was a bit odd to me.
Maybe it was a New Orleanian HBC subculture thing.I kind of liked it though, it suited me.
The sewing Mosses are an inspiration all the non-sewers of the world. :o) I keep telling myself that I should really practice sewing some more and think about acquiring a sewing machine. I learned how to sew back in junior high, and I liked it, but I haven’t done it since. I lose interest quickly if I don’t have space to do it at home.
P.S. I also have a problem sitting still… I’ve moved the blog & renamed it… hopefully this will be permanent, since Matt owns the domain.
Pansy,
I *dress*. I dress in sweats.
But, you’re raht. You’re talkin about fancy ladies like the Georgia Peach. Me? I’m not a blue-blood. I’ll just wait ‘n be a blue-haired. No, I’ve always been kinda smunchie. Down h’yere in Texas the true bar for a real lady is this: never smoke on the street. As Florence King once said, “The verdict on my being a Southern Lady is still out. In my defense. . .I never smoked on the street.”
Bottom Line: I *dress* for Mass and dinners out, but you’ll NEVER see Lycra on these thighs.
Me? I’m not a blue-blood. I’ll just wait ‘n be a blue-haired.
Smockmomma,
Yoiu are so funny, I wish I could hook up with you sometime, I bet I would laugh all evening.
Amy,
Thank you for the compliement.