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Having a blast

… it’s a crazy windy day here in Perth!  I was thinking today how wind machines are probably obsolete around here, the real deal being present in such a massive way.
Last night we had a fairly intense storm and even into this morning lots of rain and gusts of wind galore… so I’ve gone from thinking optimistically about all the dresses and spring-y things I can pull out to wear for next week, to instead thinking pessimistically that I might being pulling on the ol’ tights again… Nooooo!  Of course all the rain has been wonderful for our dams, and I’m happy for the farmers, who are having a pretty good season so far with plenty of rain, but just thinking selfishly of my own completely trivial wants it would be nice to have more sunny days now please…
So, I should say something about today’s self-stitched effort.  I do love this cosy hooded cardigan.   I’ve been pulling it on the last few evenings as the warmth of the day dissipates with the setting sun, and with today being like a return to bonafide winter all over again (groan) well, yeah I’ve been in it all day.  It’s my own design, just started knitting and winged it.  For the hood I drew a hood shape on a piece of paper and knitted to fit it… it’s not difficult to wing your way through a knitting project although lately I’ve been toying with the rather radical old-fashioned idea of buying a knitting pattern book and actually following some sort of pattern.  Yowza!  I’m halfway through knitting something at the mo’ that is sort of following a pattern, and which should be ready just as the summer warmth really hits; my timing in the weather appropriateness of the clothing I am producing is, as per usual, spot on.
What else; an ordinary wrap front white blouse, which has proved very useful indeed and will need replacing soon.  And this white lace-y skirt which I like to wear quite a lot during these transitional days as it is actually a lot warmer than it looks.  It looks very light and summery but (as the saying goes);  looks can be deceiving.  The lining is of one of those stiffish polyester acetate fabrics that does not breath one little bit, making it a stifling choice for a summer-y day (which style-wise it looks like it should be perfect for) but actually perfect for a cooler day like today (when people often ask worriedly if I am warm enough in that summer skirt.  The answer is yes actually pretty toasty, thanks.  I then get the raised eyebrows and the “don’t-believe-you” look.  That’s OK.  I know if I’m warm enough.)

Details:
Top; Burda 8497, white cotton, details here
Skirt; my own design of layers of stretch white lace, based on the basic shape of Vogue 7303, details here
Cardigan; my own design, Jo Sharp Silk Road DK Tweed in Ambrosia, details here
Boots; Andrea and Joen, from Uggies in Dunsborough

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The dreaded flannie…

When I first made this shirtdress I received a comment on Pattern Review that it was “like the dreaded flannie“, but so much nicer”  Of course this was the exact effect I was absolutely hoping to evoke… ;D
It’s comfortable, so (shrug)  mmm.  And it is not summer yet, so a little skirt underneath gives a little extra wind protection to the legs.  Yeah.


I have nothing else intelligent to say.  Come to think of it, it’s not like I’ve even said anything halfway intelligent so far.  So I should just quit now, cutting straight to, I wish you all a wonderful weekend and …er, see ya round like a rissole!
Oops, that wasn’t an intelligent thing to say either.  Just the sort of thing a flannie-wearer would come up with…  Maybe wearing this thing is transmuting me.  I’ll try to wear something more erudite tomorrow, which might help leach some brain-liness back into the ol’ psyche.
So, on the morrow, fellow needle-wielders; for a spot of worthy debate on poetry and philosophy.

Details:
Dress; Burdastyle magazine 05/2010, 111 with minor modifications, plaid brushed cotton, details and my review of this pattern here
Skirt; Vogue 7303 lined, orange silk hessian, details here
Shoes; Bronx, from Zomp shoes

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Out to lunch…

Self-stitched September, Day 16
The weather has turned blustery again here; overcast skies and buckets of rain this morning.  🙁  Sienna and I got utterly drenched on our walkies this morning.  Mm mmm, eau de wet dog, one of my favourites (not).
This pink lace dress (a better view here) always makes me feel so “spring-y”.   I like how it turned out so much I would like to make another one some time…in a different coloured lace maybe?  This one is holding up well, but the lace is really delicate… pussycats wanting to sit on my lap and “knead” are rejected; and fast!
And I am thrilled with my grey coat.  It was fortuitous that I didn’t have enough fabric for the conventional coat that I first wanted, because now I am so pleased with the “different” look of this view, thanks to the less traditional collar and sleeves.  People are gratifyingly surprised when I confess that I made it…  Looking back at my review from last year, I can see I wrote something about making up another version soon, but I haven’t yet.  I would like to, but in our climate there’s only so many coats one has a need for during the season.  
I’m wearing make-up today…!
I’m only mentioning this because it is pretty rare.  I totally suck at putting makeup on.  Really.  I look at myself and am convinced I look like a clown, and then try to take most of it back off.  But I must look different, because friends will look at me and say “can’t put my finger on it, but you look different today…”  Lol!
But, why am I all spiffied up with lace dresses and makeup on an’ all?
Because I had a very decadent interlude planned for the middle of the day; a fun lunch out with friends!  Is there a nicer way to spend a few hours?  I struggle to think of anything… I have had such an enjoyable day!

Details:
Dress; adapted from Simplicity 3745, pale pink lace with pink border lace, details here
Petticoat (underneath); Burda 8071, pale pink satin, details here
Coat; McCalls 5525 view B, charcoal wool, pink cotton lining, details and my review of this pattern here
Sandals; Micam by Joanne Mercer, from Hobbs shoes

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Fabulous new fabric…

… thank you so much to Passiona Cottee over at Le Coutureve who recently held a massively generous giveaway.  She ever so kindly gave some of this magnificent fabric pictured below to all of us who entered…   and she has made her own lovely skirt which you can admire here.   Thank you so much, Passiona!  I’m feeling extremely Missoni inspired here and already know exactly what I’m going to make with this…  Stay tuned!
Re my self-stitched September outfit today… not much to say.  I rarely wear all black, but I just felt like it today.  I look a bit awful in black, I should have learnt this by now… 
Just admire the fab new Missoni fabric instead.

Details:
Shirt; my own design from a mixture of patterns, black cotton, details here
Skirt; Burdastyle magazine 10/2010 skirt 136 (the Karl Lagerfeld skirt) with minor modifications, black suiting, details and my review of this pattern here
Shoes; Jocomomola, from More! boutique

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Posing with water

Self-stitched September, Day 14:
Today’s photo challenge, to pose with water.  Hehe.  Oh you can be sure I put in my vote for that one myself too… 
I think I voted for “water” because it would be a good excuse to get out and do this very activity I am doing here.
Well, any excuse is a goodie, right?  There’s nothing like a walk along the beach beach to lift the spirits.  Yah, so I walk along the river beach every day, but the ocean beach is just something else; so invigorating.  Feeds the soul.  Truly…   So for today, the Indian Ocean.

Details:
Dress; Vogue 1152 with minor modifications and without the sleeve cuffs, made of cotton chambray, details and my review of this pattern here (I did finish the dress with the sleeve cuffs here, but took them off pretty pronto.  They were just not me)
Black scarf; of soft black net, an ex-lining cut into strips and knotted together, details here
Blue scarf; a refashioned tank top, details and a tute here
Sandals; Micam by Joanne Mercer, from Hobbs shoes

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Bare legs!

Yesterday I roasted a bit in those tights, so today I decided to be brave and make this the first day in the new season to go without.   And haven’t regretted it one bit.  I think the weather has turned at last!
Well, bare legs in a short-ish skirt, that is.  I’ve just realised I have gone without tights already this self-stitched September, but that was in long-ish skirts.  You can wear long skirts and they will keep your pegs quite nicely warm in a light wind.  Short skirts take a bit more courage and conviction, a real test of warmth or lack of.  It helps that the morning lows are not dropping below double figures now (that’s in Celsius, natch!) and that sure does make everything feel a whole lot more hey-it-‘s-spring like and not when-the-heck-is-it-going-to-warm-up like.
Today I’m trialling this old skirt.  I’m not sure about it.  It’s been sitting in my possible Sammie’s pile for a few weeks, since I realised I didn’t wear it at all during autumn or winter.  I’m not sure if the python print is me, or not.  When I made it I was particularly pleased with the black side panels which I randomly tuck-stitched to match the leather-y look of the print, and look like this below… And I’m always hesitant to toss out things that are still perfectly serviceable and don’t yet look just awful through too much wear; plus are potentially useful little summer things, like a skirt in a neutral but interesting print.  What do you think?
D’ya wanna know something interesting about this little photo spot?  Well, probably not that interesting but just a little factoid; this is like the opposite spot from where I took every single one of my me-made June photos.  Opposite, in that I used to set up my camera on these rocks where I am standing here, tucked away in these bushes, and stand down on the beach down where my camera is sitting today.  
Hehe, well, I did admit that it wasn’t that interesting…

Details:
Shirt; Burda 7767 with modifications, dark olive linen, details here
Skirt; Vogue 7303 lined, python print satin, details here, but shortened since then
Sandshoes; Country Road

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Burnt orange skirt

I’ve seen a couple of other little orange skirts just like this recently, namely Gail’s and Yoshimi’s, so you will have to take my word for it that I bought this fabric a couple of months ago and have had this skirt at the nearly finished stage for a few weeks!  So, I claim immunity from copy-itis, but instead invite you to marvel for a minute at the like-mindedness of great minds…
Now actually there is an element of copy-itis going on.  I saw a skirt in the window of Cue with an interesting waistband, pleat and pocket feature.  I am always on the lookout for interesting ways to incorporate pockets into straight skirts, a silhouette that I think suits me but is often difficult to put a pocket in successfully.  I thought the Cue team had done a marvellous job.  All Aussies will know how Cue along with its sister store Veronika Maine are veritable goldmines for interesting little features a seamstress can think about incorporating into her garments.  I just love browsing these stores, and if I wasn’t making my own clothes I would be wearing their designs.  Along with my all-time favourite Metalicus, of course…  Anyhoo, I digress; so, I went home inspired, then it was a week or so before the next visit to the fabric store, then it was another week or so before I got around to constructing my skirt.  So I was doing it from memory and it turns out mine is quite different from the Cue one, which on my next pass by the store window I noticed had two pleats, both situated between the front middle panel and the pocket.  Mine ended up having but one pleat, situated underneath the front middle panel.  Oh, OK OK, a fairly miniature difference that only a nit-picking detail-maniac like me would notice…  but, doesn’t matter the design still works for me…
I adapted one of the Vogue 8363 variations, modifying by redrafting the front waistband piece to have a lower curve (I wanted this shape as opposed to a flat straight waistband) and drafted a middle front panel and re-drafted the skirt front piece accordingly to accommodate these two changes.  The two front darts of the pattern were partly integrated into the middle front panel, and partly transformed into the small pleat.  The beauty of this pleat is that it enables some “hand-room” for when one is using the slanted front pockets.  Voila!  I’m extremely pleased with how it turned out.  I can shove my hands down deep into the pockets and the discreet little pleat enables one to do this comfortably, while still maintaining a nice little straight skirt silhouette.

The only thing about the design I’m not completely happy with is the middle front panel.  On the Cue skirt it looked really good, on mine I think it looks less so, and wish I had kept it as part of the front skirt piece.  I think it is do do with my fabric choice, the flatness of the fabric means the less seaming, the better it looks.  The Cue skirt was made of a quite textured fabric with a very busy multicoloured weave, which looked very good with the separate panel pieces… if I do this again I will try to remember this…
When I bought the burnt orange, there was no matching lining fabric nor zip to be found, so instead I went wild and bought a contrasting maroon lining and zip, and also for the cotton to make my HongKong seaming tape and hemming tape.  You can see I went happily all out on the HongKong seaming there…  this silk hessian is one of my favourite fabrics but frays like a madman…  so raw edges are a big no no.  I covered a button with some of the fabric, and also made a bound buttonhole, but took absolutely no close-ups of this.  For a reason…  After viewing Sherry’s superb bound buttonholes I’ve decided mine is nought but a travesty of a bound buttonhole.  I salvage my pride by saying humbly yet again that this fabric frays like a monster… I did my best but it is sadly far far from a perfect thing.

Details:
Skirt; my own adaptions of Vogue 8363, burnt orange silk hessian, my review of this pattern here
Top; the bodice part only of Burdastyle magazine 08/2009, dress 128, charcoal wool mix, details here
Scarf; my own design, details and my pattern here
Tights; Kolotex
Shoes; Django and Juliette, from Zomp shoes

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Remembering

A lot of us are going to be remembering today the terrible events of 9/11 ten years ago, and what they were doing that day… this is a rambling recollection of my pretty ordinary life on that day.
We were living in Pennsylvania, USA at the time.  We had been there for about three months… Craig was doing a teaching exchange at a teaching hospital and our young children were booked into the local school..
To explain, Perth is a great place to live, but nothing ever happens in Perth.  This is a very quiet and laid-back little city.  A lot of young people from Perth are dying to leave, just because it is so quiet (and nearly always move back home as they get older for the very same reason…) Craig and I were still in the young category who wanted to be somewhere exciting.  And we were in America! of all places.  Fed on a childhood diet of US sitcoms and TV series and Hollywood movies all our lives, we had been brought up brainwashed into believing America was the place everything happened.  It seemed everywhere we turned there was something famous, somewhere where something amazing or fabulous or eventful and interesting had happened.  We’d only seen it in the movies but now we were visiting those places, seeing it, experiencing it, living in it!  It seemed so awesome and exciting and overwhelming and we were there.
We had met lovely people and made friends.  I was homesick but I liked the little town we were living in, and I loved the friendly happy people.  They were so welcoming and kindhearted.  We even entertained thoughts about a more permanent move… too early to make any decisions but we were talking about it.
So.
The children had just got off to school, Craig was already at work and I was doing a bit of housework before my usual jog/brisk walk.  The phone rang as I was about to head out.  It was my brother, checking to see we were home and OK.  He had seen it on the evening news in Perth… this was about 9.30am Pennsylvania time… I turned on the TV just in time to see footage of the second plane.  I didn’t go out for anything at all that day just stayed glued to the TV; my family all rang at some point to check we were OK, they had also heard about a plane missing over Pennsylvania which ?I think? I’m not sure now, was information that was kept from us actually living there…
My children came home from school, and I immediately switched the TV off, thinking naively that they wouldn’t know about it, and I wanted to protect their young sweet minds …. naturally their teachers had had the TV on in the classroom all day also.  My eldest son, 11 years old, asked if the people jumping out of windows were going to be OK.  I just said, no, darling.  I felt a tiny twinge of anger at the complete lack of censorship, but was too confused and blank with the horrors of the day to think about saying anything to their teachers.  Anyhow, any small petty feelings I might have had about my children’s innocence seemed completely and utterly trivial by comparison.
The day was surreal… we were in a country in which events such as these were a common silver-screen occurrence.  Stuff like this does actually happen in the US, according to the movies.  We had seen all this sort of thing in the movies before, we had seen planes crashing in movies before we had seen people running terrified down the streets of New York in the movies before, we had seen horrendous dust clouds in the movies before.  It was kind of hard to grasp reality.   I vacillated between feeling bizarrely like it was all a movie or something else dreamt up by the land of smoke and mirrors, and then back again to reality.  When the reality did set in I just wanted my children to be back in that country where nothing ever happened.
The next few days, or weeks? it is hazy now, but I do remember all planes were grounded.  There was an anticipatory fear about what would come next.  No one knew.  My mother wanted us all to come home immediately.  I wondered if this was the start of a war; the president certainly said they were at war, and here we were, there.  When the crashed plane was discovered in Pennsylvania, that was a fresh horror.  I’ve never been so geographically close to a major plane crash like that in my life.  That event was tragic enough on its own but sadly and awfully overshadowed in the media by the massiveness of the other attacks.
(Oh, and we didn’t leave, not until our time was up.  I’m really glad we didn’t.  Also in case you are wondering, Tim does remember the day well, Cassie only vaguely, and Sam has no memory.  Tim remembers a girl crying and being taken out of class because her father worked in one of the Twin Towers.  I heard he got out OK.)

Details: (seems hugely silly to mention it now, but for the sake of self-stitched September…)
Top; Butterick 4985 with different sleeves and modified to be a hoodie, white lace, details here
Skirt; skirt “d” from Unique Clothes Any Way You Like by Natsuno Hiraiwa, silver grey crepe, details here, and go here to see this skirt styled in 6 different ways
Sandshoes: Country Road

 

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