On a scale of one to ten (one being the best and ten the being worst), seam ripping to correct a wonky stitch or to correct the fitting of a work-in-progress gets an off-the-scale one million rating, as per annoying things that can happen while I’m sewing. I literally gnash my teeth in agony as I unravel stitch by stitch.
Ah! my heart melted with immeasurable joy *insert delicious drips of sarcasm* the day I had to detach an invisible zip, when the zipper slider came off completely TWO minutes after I had attached said zip.
So, in instances when I have to draft a pattern from scratch and I am not entirely sure what the finished work will look like, and I have only a limited amount of the desired fabric or if I am using expensive fabric, I prefer to err on the side of caution by first sewing a muslin (calico test garment) which is also called a toile, to sort of “test drive” the pattern.
Above is the muslin and below is the final reproduction in the fashion fabric. Please excuse the creases, I wasn’t quite done with fittings.
I created the design on the bodice by laying the fabric flat on my sewing table and pinning the folds in place.
Muslins could be used as a metaphor for life. There are people who chose to live as a good example to others and they become role models. Other people become inspired by them, and try to do as they do, in their desire to replicate the role model’s success :-).
Anyway, the fabric I used is a lovely shade of green with both mustard yellow and green bobbly highlights. I am not sure what the exact components are, probably a mix of cotton and something synthetic I guess. The shop keeper told me the fabric was named “raindrops” and while persuading me to buy in his usual boisterous manner, he said reassuringly
“ees a sample bale, you wee not find it any other shop, in fact I imported the very last batch in the factory”
Fabric sellers always say something along those lines, I promise you he’d have parroted the same words if I’d picked a 10 thread-count plain white fabric!
As for me, I’ve mastered the art of ‘expressionless-smiling’ with the accompanying slowly widened eyes and perfectly rounded curve of my lips when I say “oooooh” delightedly, near-clapping, like I actually believe his exclusivity rhymes. I am my mother’s daughter after all…
The dress is fully lined with a lightweight polyester fabric and the bodice is connected to the skirt with a 1.5 inch waist band. I also converted the waist darts on the bodice to gathers so that they wouldn’t interfere with the folds.
It looks super classy when paired with pointy heels, and I should know, I blessed the happy union last Wednesday and graced myself with bobbly green before leaving for work. *royal wave*