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By the lake

Today the sky is grey and white; the sun is veiled behind an impenetrable smudgy mattress and there’s a cool sharp tang in the air; such a relief after a hot few days.  For those of us who like photography; we’re joyously bursting out of the shadows and into the open air with our cameras, as the lack of harsh direct sunlight means a return to our pictures of some focus, details and colour!  Yes, colour is the first victim in our strong Australian light, and as for details such as a pretty print or beautiful embroidery, well subtle contrasts just disappear into a general blob of indeterminate brightness.
Another cause for general celebration is the opportunity for me to don a cardigan; and I JUST LOVE cardigans!  They’re a wardrobe item I can’t get enough of….  Oh, yeah, apart from shoes.  And sandals…. and, er, ok then, lots of other stuff too… oh,  I’m such a fashion sucker.
I left my sunnies off for this photo, partly because I felt I was wearing them way too much in my photos and I wanted to mix it up a little, and partly because I thought I could get away without them in this more subdued light, but it’s actually still pretty bright out today.  I’m trying hard not to squint in this photo, not very successfully I can see now.  Well, it’s actually supposed to be about the fashion and not about my face, really.
I’ve worn this dress on and off over summer; this is the one with a too-short zip that entails much wriggling and tugging to actually get on and off, imagine a deranged lunatic struggling with a strait-jacket in a padded cell and you’re getting some idea.  I love the embroidery and appliqué on this fabric, and the odd subdued colours.  I think they’re set off well with this bright aqua silk scarf, and a little demure charcoal cardigan.
Details:
Dress; my own design variations on New Look 6699, using two cotton prints
Cardigan; Country Road
Scarf; aqua silk chiffon, made by me
Sandals; Micam by Joanne Mercer, bought from Hobbs
Nail varnish; my own mix of BYS French White and Mint Condition
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Gelato colours

When wearing pastels, especially head-to-toe, one is in danger of looking sticky sickly sweet.  Additionally if the silhouette is too “safe” you may come across as grandmotherly or queen-motherish.  An outfit of this type needs some elements of hard-edge or rawness to save it; my ensemble here(worn yesterday) has a tweed skirt, a pink camisole and a little cardigan, all in safe pastel colours, so has all the sweet little old lady boxes ticked off right there.  Not my ideal look, obviously.  I think my normal style is aim for a little deconstruction, not too polished.  But I’m still liking this look here.
I think it’s the unfinished fringe on the edge of my skirt and the raw edges of my cardigan that save it from being too pretty and ordinary and give the outfit that little zing of deconstruction that is needed.  Although raw edges are seen everywhere now and hardly put you in the punk category anymore.  Perhaps it’s also my jade green pedicure that also adds that necessary unexpected note.  And my necklace, while composed of shades of pretty pink, has a kind of random twisty-ness quality to it.
So, “pretty in pink”?  Not what I’m aiming for, but chic enough to pass muster, hopefully.

Details;
Skirt; Vogue 7303, fabric handwoven by my Mum
Camisole; Country Road
Cardigan; own design, coffee and white net
Necklace; own design
Sunnies; RayBan
Shoes; op shop
Nail polish; own mix of BYS French White and Mint Condition

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Birthday girl

Today is my daughter’s birthday…. Happy birthday, sweets!  So I really wanted to feature her for today’s post.  Luckily she hasn’t started uni yet and she agreed to pose for me. 
She’s wearing a dress I made about three years ago, inspired again by Vivienne Westwood; this time a cocktail dress featured in her Spring/Summer 2006 collection.  I found a 1m remnant of silk at my favourite fabric store and with a bit of design magic managed to get this dress out of it!  I remember telling a friend about my 1m dress during the making and she inquired whether it was going to be backless, or possibly even frontless! but I think it’s turned out a very demure dress!  I used every last scrap of fabric, and there wasn’t even enough to use for the backing of the belt, I had to use a bit of lining fabric for that purpose.  So I joke that this is my $10 cocktail dress, and with the amount of use that both my daughter and I have got out of it brings it down to less than a dollar per wear, so it’s been a goodie.  Another little fact that makes me laugh about this dress is that the shade card was still attached to the remnant when I bought it, which revealed it to be a colour named “swamp”  Takes away from the glamour quotient somewhat, no?!  Still brings a smile to my face now…
But I love this colour, so does my daughter and we both look good in the dress, she considerably more so being gorgeous and young…
Details:
Dress; own design, green (swamp!) silk
Shoes; from Hobbs
Photo from Vivienne Westwood Spring/Summer 2006
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Teal dress and, er, white lacy thing

I apologise in advance for the appearance of a yet another white lacy number.  I actually made this about a year ago and don’t wear it very much, especially not since I became aware of and then started feeling embarrassed about the glut of white lacy clothes in my wardrobe….
I wish I could say I made this teal dress, but it was a birthday gift from my darling husband who wanted to buy me some clothes so I wouldn’t suffer from the creative burden of having to sew my own, without perhaps considering how much I love said burden….  like an addict loves the drug that enslaves them.  My friend D first coined this metaphor as it applies to creative types and I relate, really I do.  No sooner am I putting the finishing touches onto one project than already my brain is feverishly planning the next sartorial experiment… and I’m really making an effort to slow down and plan more carefully for economy, practicality and versatility!
I do adore this dress, like I do nearly all Metalicus for its spectacular ease of wear combined with intense beautiful colours.  With varying degrees of success I’ve tried at times to reproduce some of my favourite items but the difficulty is, as always, getting hold of fabric…. The usual seamstress’ complaint.  This dress is from the wool range, and amazingly it’s incredibly cool to wear in summer.
The bag I made about two years ago and first posted about here.
Details:
Dress; Metalicus
Top; my own design, white cut-out embroidered linen
Bag; my own design, cream wool
Shoes; Sandler, op shop
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The grey light of day

The crispness that is in the air these last few mornings has been a very welcome respite, my senses seem fresher and sharper and I feel more awake and ready to face the expectations of the new day.  The light in our rear lane-way is almost lemon-yellow at this time of the day, and even the patches of moss and rust on the old fences seem to glow.  I love the shadow of my shoe, it looks like a sort of grotesque, deformed parody of a foot….
This little cardigan was made recently as part of my autumn sewing plan, but I feel its high time I starting wearing some new items to inject a little freshness into my wardrobe; I’m getting tired of some of my summer clothes, and no less the heat!  It feels like a long time to go still before autumn….

Details:
Pants; Burda 7944, gunmetal blue linen
Camisole; Country Road
Cardigan; Mauve and white net, cream crotchet lace and grey velvet ribbon, own design
Necklace; Jorgen Jensen of Denmark, gift from my parents (in the 70’s)
Shoes; Sandler, op shop

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Sunday picnic in the shade of the gum trees

Yesterday was such a nice cool change from this awful heat wave, we packed up a light picnic lunch and headed out to Kings Park.  In the shade of the gum trees, we munched on smoked salmon and salad on corn thins, nibbled on nectarines, and sipped homemade lemon cordial, whilst laughing at the undiluted delight of small boys whooping at the pioneer women’s fountain, which used to fill me with equal excitement when I was a toddler.  We wandered through the bush and made the resolution for the umpteenth time to remove all the exotics from our garden and replace them with natives… we looked out over the river from Mt Eliza at the tiny specks that were small boats and canoes out for a Sunday afternoon splash … we gazed on the boab trees and marvelled at their strangeness as a tree form… and vowed we should get out and do this sort of thing more often.
For our picnic rug we took an old patchwork thing I had made when expecting our eldest son, and it served as a bunny rug for all of our three in their infancy.  Purist patchworkers would recoil in horror at its 100% machine construction and cheap cotton fabric (we didn’t have much money at the time), but obviously it now holds great sentimental value for me.  I remember very little about where I bought the fabrics, or its construction, but it’s held up well, for sure.
Looking at my outfit, I’m reminded again how much of my “bought” wardrobe is purchased as souvenirs to commemorate some sort of holiday or event in my life; my skirt I bought when we holidayed in South Africa, my cardigan when in Sydney with my Monday morning gals for a weekender, and my horsey necklace when in Melbourne with two of my close friends.  It was just prior to Melbourne Cup, and window displays everywhere were horse-themed, or hat-themed, or both; I got this little mirrored necklace as a memento of our trip.

Details;
Shirt; Butterick 4985, white cotton, overdyed with coffee and blue dye
Skirt; Old Khaki, Capetown, South Africa
Cardigan; Country Road
Necklace; some little shop in Melbourne
Thongs (flipflops); Mountain Designs
Picnic rug; made by me

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Wardrobe Refashion, project 4

When I saw this skirt in an op shop I think I just saw “white” and “kind of lacy” and grabbed it thinking yeah!  But on getting it home I had second thoughts about the applique-y pattern on the net overlay; it was too geometric and ordered, or something, anyhow just not pleasing to my eye.  I love white and lacy, but I think I like an element of deconstruction, too.  I decided I could get a skirt and a top out of it, as it was quite a long skirt, with godets sewn in all round.  It also had a nice white voile underlay, soft and worn-in from washings over the years and I planned to make use of this too.
The waistband of my new skirt is the original waistband, with the original zip and button closure, but I re-arranged it so the voile underlay was the outside layer and the original net top part of the skirt was now a petticoat.  I also added an extra overskirt of some of the voile, which is wrapped over the front and has its own button closure on the opposite side.
From the lower part of the net overskirt I cut the front and back and two sleeves of the top and fitted them to Bessie, aiming for a kind of loose “stand-uppy” neckline, which I edged with bias tape made from some more of the leftover voile underskirt.
I also, and this was fun, attacked the applique, snipping portions of the sewn-on fabric to try to break up the geometry of the original print and introduce a bit more randomness and unpredictability to the design.  I think the applique is now much improved!
The sleeves, hmmm, the sleeves were an entire disaster story on their own; I planned to remove the applique entirely from the net for the sleeves.  I proceeded to unpick all the stitching and applique from the sleeve pieces.  It. Took. Hours.  When I finally finished, a few Top Gears, Man vs Wilds, Wallanders and various foreign films later, I sewed up the sleeves and the top, and was finished?  Threw it on for a look in the mirror….. well, dear reader, my hard-labour sleeves actually looked awful.  Because I had cut them from the bottom of the skirt, where all the godets were, and of course, what do godets have, yes, seams.  The new de-appliqued sleeves had overlocked seams running across and through, and, whilst I like randomness in fashion design, embrace it even, this time it just didn’t cut it.  The sleeves let the whole thing down and had to go.  But I had my heart set on sleeves now!  So I turned to my stack of leftovers and found a little bit of net from a previous project of which I managed to get out some new sleeves; final result, much cleaner and a better foil to the raggedy randomness which is already there in the main body of the top.  Much better.
Apart from the sleeves, it’s all from the old skirt, this pleases my sad passion for minimal wastage.  I’m pretty happy with the final look of my new outfit too, of course I do have a real weakness for white garments!!  But, can you ever have too many white clothes?  (pleading pathetically)  Reassuring myself, of course not, there’s always the dye-bath if I feel the need of a change…  But I like it just how it is for now.

Details:
Top and skirt; refashioned from old skirt, own design
Grey camisole; Country Road
Belt; op shop
Shoes; Marco Santini, from Marie Claire

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Glossy wooden beads

Got heaps of office work to do today, so may not enter the laundry (where my sewing machine is situated, taunting me) until it’s all done… I also had a few errands to run, so took time out to sneak down to the foreshore for today’s pictures.
This necklace that I made last winter was, unlike my Chanel style chain belt, one of those serendipitous projects that just flew out of my imagination and took all of about 20 minutes to make.  Just a few packets of glossy brown beads and a packet of silver charms, strung along some shoestring, knotted periodically, added a catch at the ends, et voila!
Tres chic, non?
Today is my parents’ wedding anniversary, so congrats, Mum and Dad!
I’m currently working on my next next Wardrobe Re-fashion, I’ve already got this week’s in-the-bag and ready for Friday but my next one is a little more complex and is occupying my mind, I’m itching to get in the laundry and work on it some more, but I’ve procrastinated long enough and sadly have to go and do some real work now…

Details:
Skirt; Rodney Clark?, Louis?, op shop
Camisole; Country Road
Cardigan; Vertice, mid 70’s
Necklace; self-made
Sandals; Neo, from Nine West (I think)
Bag; made by my mother

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