Presenting Gabriola…the freshest and arguably the juiciest sewing pattern to leave the hot little hands of Sewaholic. An on-the-waist, full length skirt with a back zip and hook and bar closures. If you can sew a zip (or you tube how to sew a zip) then you’re sweet. Gabriola is a skirt for all seasons (see this perfectly wintery black version) but personally I think she reeks of icy-poles and lazy summer afternoons. Not unlike my hair, she’s wild and windswept and maybe a little unruly. The perfect companion for tank tops and floaty blouses.
If its not already apparent, this pattern is all kind of amazing. Some of the details are hard to see in this fabric but check out the technical drawing for a good look. Basically the front and back ‘yoke’ of the skirt are made up of lots of intersecting pieces. And not just random shapes but thoughtfully drafted thigh-caressing, hip-skimming leg-elongating pieces.
Sizing //Sewaholic patterns are known for lovingly accommodating the pear shaped among us. Being not especially of the pear shaped variety, I took extra care choosing a size knowing that if I went by my waist measurement, the hips would likely be too big. I measured an 8 for the bust and waist, but a 6 for the hips, so I figured if there was some ease in the pattern then I could probably get away with the 6 around the waist and the hips would be a better fit than the 8. The 6 is perfect. No sizing, fitting mods necessary.
Tweaks & tips // To attach the waistband to the inside of the skirt, the instructions call for hand-stitching. I decided to stitch in the ditch because a. I didn’t entirely trust that my hand stitching would hold up this drapey but very heavy fabric over time b. I was feeling impatient and c. actually I like the finish it gives, invisible on the outside and still neat on the inside. Likewise I went for a machine stitched double fold hem, over a hand-stitched one to save time but again because of the fabric.
Just as suddenly as you may find yourself a mum, you may find yourself required to contort into all sorts of compromising positions during a day. Most likely you will be retrieving something from the ground, sometimes a child, sometimes a snack, sometimes a child with a snack. Whatever it is, rest assured, said incidence will occur at a. school pick up b. school drop off c. any place you don’t want to hang around with your butt skyward. It is the nature of the beast, there’s nothing you can do. But, if you’re a moderate to quick learner, you’ll only do it, mmm, maybe nine or ten times in a mid thigh skirt / dress.
Until the day you wake up and you realise that you are not the same person you were six short years and a lifetime ago. Clothes that were perfectly comfortable, even practical pre-kids, now fall short, literally. There’s been no dramatic change, just a million small ones that has lead to feeling like I’m on the cusp of a new era of dressing. I mean, I don’t feel that different than I did at 22, sure I’m a little older, a little wiser, maybe. And there are physical changes, like going from being busty with no hippage to hippy with no bustage. But mostly there feels less of a need to scream sexy from the mountaintops. Sure, I still want to feel attractive but mostly I’m too frickin tired to get to the mountaintops. And if I’m screaming, its probably at my kids to stop fighting in my bed first thing in the morning. Joking, mostly. No, they really do fight in my bed.
One thing I’ve been noticing more than ever, is how important it is to dress for the day. And, in things that allow me to get on with the day. When I get up in the morning and put on something I feel good in, it colors the whole day. I stand up straighter, smile more, take things less to heart, look out for fun, am more productive and, here’s the big one…I parent, completely differently. Last year I found dressing for the day challenging. Most of the clothes I sewed, fell into the ‘too good’ for every day category. I thought maybe I could start celebrating the everyday by breaking out these clothes but then I thought I might cry if Hudson smeared butter chicken on La Sylphide. This year the plan is balance; sewing more every day clothes for the hand-made wardrobe.
What has all this got to do with shorts? Well, since a day in the life can involve all sorts of weird and wonderful outings / acrobatics it demands a wardrobe to match. And SHORTS are the way forward. The perfect pair can tick ALL the boxes, all two of them: mum friendly and fiercely attractive. This is a fugly shorts free zone, friends. Besides the practicalities, there are a lot of great looking shorts patterns out there that keep getting shoved down the queue by more exciting projects. So I figure, divide and conquer. I’m aiming to make 4-5 pairs, in the hopes of finding a staple go-to, never-fail shorts pattern for ever more. And where do you start when you want to make yourself some dandy shorts? Here is a list, mostly from independent pattern companies because we love them so…
First up, an oldie but a goodie: After this version, which turned out very very short and haven’t been worn much, I’ve been wanting to another go at the Tania’s. The bones are good: the fit is nice, the wide waistband feels secure and the invisible side zip is flattering. Mostly I’ve been waiting to hoe into this amazing rayon, which is so soft and drapey and delicious and I am sad that it’s over but glad it was the Tania’s that did it. If you’re making the Tania’s, you will need something flowy otherwise you’ll get poofy. I let the hems hang for a day or two and decided I rather liked them lower and higher in parts. Also because I wished I had cut them another inch longer so places where the hem dropped kind of made up for it. The upshot: I’ve been wearing them weekly!
I know! I know! I said less of the fancy this year. But this is the first of a small backlog of un-photographed garments from last year. I’m enjoying the illusion of being a month ahead so we’ll just pretend that I’m super organized and on top of my game okay?! Come the end of January, it’ll be back to a top here, a skirt there in between, you know, raising human beings and stuff. This is Vogue 1247 and we are in love. If you’re into this sewing thing, then you’d know that’s its not every day nor every garment where you’re blown away by your own sewing efforts. So when it does happen, its all the more special. The stars align, the sewing gods smile down and it makes perfect sense why you do this thing that you do. Sure, there are bits I wish I’d taken more care with. Its not a perfect garment. But staring doe eyed at the finished top and seeing not too much distinguishing it from ready-to-wear is a pretty unbeatable feeling. Like runners high but without the mess.
Ohhhh wait, back up. That was from three feet away. If we zoom in closer, you’d notice the front pieces don’t quite intersect at the same point and the shoulder pleats are different widths. I am coming-to-terms-with-being-okay-with-tolerating a few dodgy bits in the face of mostly overall magnificence. Progress Not Perfection. The pleaty problem may have something to do with using broken off chunks of tailors chalk as a marking tool. Since marking vital things like darts and pleats with a thick blurry line, does not make for precise sewing. I’ve since acquired some chalk pencils. As for the front section where all the triangular pieces intersect, well, I got excited about finishing and ignored the creeping feeling that there may have been some important markings I really should go back and check. So no, the front pieces didn’t line up and consequently ate 1/2 inch from each side. Anyway, everything was and is okay. But good foresight in choosing a print that hides all manner of sins.
I feel like I’ve had this pattern in the stash forever. Actually it may have been the virgin ‘adult’ pattern purchase. I fell a bit in love with Sallieoh’s version and then discovered some of its beautiful cousins, see Closet Case Files, Crab and Bee, Cloth Habit. Now if, like me, you’re a girl that likes your tops a bit slouchy, with interesting details (a geometric pieced front section), a mid length sleeve and some cuff action then this one’s for you. Best of all, are the finishes. The pattern has french seams, a bias finished neckline and faced sleeves. Things I never used to give a thought to, but am coming to appreciate, deeply.
So, the reason I’ve been balking for so long is sizing issues everyone seems to be having. The main complaint being it runs extremely large. But now I feel I’ve surely caught up on every version ever sewn and blogged plus made my own, hopefully I can shed some light. In Vogue patterns, I usually make a 12. However, for Vogue 1247, if you go to the secret, but not so secret section called ‘finished garment measurements’ on the pattern itself (thanking Sallieoh for this genius), you will find that you can easily size down at least one or two sizes and still end up with a loose fitting top instead of a sloppy ill fitting top. But if its a poncho your heart desires then who am I to judge. Now, if you’d sat me down and said Sophie, you probably should muslin this one, including that front section, I would have told you where to go. I figured the best chance for a decent sizing guestimate was measuring and re-measuring and trying on roughly pinned pattern pieces until I felt fairly confident. I sized down two whole sizes to an 8. To keep some length I added approx 3/8″ in length and cut the sleeves to the size 10 length. The sleeves could be longer but overall the fit is ace.
The other potential pitfall here is depth of the v-neck . I like cleavage as much as the next person but on a top like this its more like gape-age. On the size 8 the V is fine, but only just. If I’d made even the 10, or the 12, I may legally have had to place warning signs: Beware the chasm! And slightly beware, the bias sleeve facings, which threatened to pull every which and curl up while attaching to the sleeves. This part was actually the most challenging and I’m hoping it will be less so in a cotton voile, for no.2. So really there are only a couple of things but nothing significant enough to be put off making a second one and hopefully no-one off a first one!
To be honest I’m happy to see the back of 2013. It was a year of epic proportions, the highlights of which were Project Sewn, teaching sewing for the first time at The Craft Sessions and ushering Archie through his first year of school. Lowlights included getting re-stitched from Archie’s birth and having wisdom teeth out. Too graphic? Sorry. Suffice to say I’m feeling the need to drink lots of tea and generally self nourish in 2014. And sew! Here’s the list of loose ‘goals’ for the year ahead…
To sew
A coat. I’m looking at you, Gerard. You gorgeous French thing for which I have no translation, you.
Less of the fancy, more of the wearable. Simple. Practical. Fiercely attractive, mum friendly clothes.
The perfect pair of shorts
To knit
Something! Anything! After being surrounded by so many beautiful hand-made knits last year at The Craft Sessions I’ve been all inspired to knit something to wear to the next one. I’d like to make a hat, this hat, to go with Gerard. I’ve already bought the wool. That’s half way there right? Not sure if there is room for two super crafts in my life but we’ll see…
To learn
How to boss around my newly acquired, lightly pre-loved DSLR. And how to use a self timer. Steps have been taken…booked into a short course next week.
How to do my hair. Don’t laugh. I’m looking for a hair mentor.
To re-learn
Invisible zips. After more than enough to know what I’m doing, I’d just like to feel like I know what I’m doing.
Welt pockets. The outside construction is good, it’s adding a pocket bag that’s a bloody mess.
To gain
NEW SKILLZ. The time has come. Photoshop, Lightroom. Illustrator. There are so many simple things which I’d like to be able to tweak or adjust with my blog. Funnily enough I got part way through a graphic design course when pregnant with Archie Must have been the part right before all the really important stuff I need to know now. Which brings me to my next point:
To revamp
This space.
To cultivate
Community around sewing. A regular, local sewing get-together.
Some medium for sharing what I’m going to sew next on the blog. Be it sketches / watercolor / computerized.
I think that will do for 2014. How about you…any dreams and schemes?
Finally, five days after having wisdom teeth out and I’m in some sort of state to string a sentence together. Not through my mouth, since I’m still looking like an angry rabbit, apparently. So before the op, I bundled my machine off for a service and since the op there’s been the distraction of food. What can I eat? When can I eat again? When can I eat Ultimate Pork Tacos with Spicy Black Beans & Avocado green salad? Yup, totally been torturing myself watching Jamie and Nigella all week, from the couch at my parents place. But now, back home, there’s the exciting proposition of an empty sewing table. Best feeling ever! It’s looking like Vogue 1247, but also possible a random will jump the queue.
Before we go further, just take a moment to behold the small victory of pocket placement. What pocket? That’s right, see, left breast. No, my left. It wasn’t necessary to match it up but I liked the idea of an incognito pocket and the challenge of matching. Like sewing Tetrus. I made my first Wiksten early on in the piece, my second one died a horrible death recently and now this one, which won’t be the last. Simply, it’s a satisfying sew, I love the fit and insides are pretty (french seams). Its a feel-good project and you need feel good projects when you are just starting out sewing for yourself but also when you’re in a sewing slump or just come out of sewing hell (see gold sequin amazing nightmare dress). Which is why I chose it as the project to introduce my lovely, workshop guineapigs goers to the world of sewing for themselves at The Craft Sessions retreat.
Well it’s no secret anything Wiksten Tank designer, Jenny Gordy, touches turns to gold. More than once I’ve longed to have an actual piece of actual Wiksten clothing hanging in my wardrobe and Jenny must have sensed this because, quite amazingly she contributed a whole bunch of beautiful fabric designs from her collections to Spoonflower, where you and I can get them printed out onto silk, cotton, jersey and have our own piece of Wiksteny goodness. I’ve loved this print so hard but been unsure how to make the most of it (the pressure! the pressure!) and so decided to sew a special version to take down to the Yarra Valley. Along with a bunch of other ridiculously inadequate wardrobe choices for a frosty weekend in the Victorian highlands. Seriously it was so cold, I spent the first night in a random cardigan hand-knitted by someone’s grandmother. Which now that I think about it, may have been the catalyst for wanting to learn to knit….
You know what gets me going in the morning? PRE-WASHING! If you pre-wash your fabric this magic thing happens where your top stays the same size the next time you wash it and again after that. Or, also kind of magic but mostly depressing, if you choose not to pre-wash, you get to see all your hard work turn into a shrinky dink, like Wiksten number two…three inches shorter, not even wearable as a crop, will remain un-blogged.
I'm Sophie. Seeker of Sewing Highs. Join me, as I whoop-whoop zipper flys and cry over shrunk fabric. Our destination: the ultimate hand-made wardrobe.