Showing posts with label sewing. Show all posts
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Thoughts on sewing

I find that people react in one of two ways when I tell them that I'm wearing something handmade: 

The first group treat me as though I've accomplished a superhuman feat. That sounds flattering, and I know it's meant to be flattering, but it doesn't make me feel great. There's this unpleasant implication that I'm able to sew because I possess innate sewing talents, that I was lucky to be born with the appropriate traits. This response is a real sore spot with me because I feel like it undercuts the time and effort I've put into developing these skills from nothing. Sure, my personality is detail-oriented and creative - but it's also impatient and easily distracted, and I didn't grow up with any family or friends who sewed.

I have this (unresearched, unsupported, totally just my own musing) feeling that it used to be much more common for people to have hobbies. And, in this context, I don't just mean something you do in your spare time for pleasure - I mean something you do in your spare time for pleasure that involves developing a skill and setting and achieving goals. Cooking, baking, going to the gym, going to yoga classes, running, hanging out with friends - I think most people my age would list these as their "hobbies" but unless you're doing a Julie and Julia and deboning ducks in your spare time, or practicing daily to master that bad ass yoga handstand, I don't think it's the same.

I think this is coming across a lot more judgmental and harsh than I intended... I don't think there's anything wrong with wanting to spend your time doing any of the above "non-hobbies". There's a lot to be said for making your own food in this age of processed convenience foods, and obviously everyone should be active and nurture their social relationships. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I think I get this response to my sewing because people are so disconnected from skill-based hobbies, and I think that's a shame.

Of course, the second group of responses I get are those that want to know more about the process, how I got into sewing, if I think they could learn it too (the answer is always YES!), how specific details are made, etc. These people may not sew, but I do feel they are kindred spirits in their own way, and I am so grateful to them for encouraging me to share my hobby with them.

This post was inspired by Sarai's recent post at Coletterie entitled "The 3 biggest reasons I sew".

Burda Gathered Dress 06/2012





I finished my first dress this morning. It was essentially done a few days ago, but I dragged my feet on finishing the sleeve hems. Honestly, I think I was relieved to be finished and couldn't take any more!

This dress is a modified Burda Gathered Dress 06/2012 #126. I made a muslin for it - no significant findings. I made a note to bias bind the gathers on the final version, but I didn't think it was worth doing on my muslin. Haha. Hahahahahahaha. Doing it ended up being a total pain in my side. I unpicked it twice before settling for a shoddy product. I should have stopped there, but I stubbornly pushed forward... and butchered the front. I unpicked that three times before giving up. I don't know if it was the heat (first day of a week-long heat wave) or what, but maaannn that was a terrible sewing day.

The next day, with fresh eyes, I decided that I'd have to make peace with the front (the poor chambray was in no shape to be unpicked yet again), but that I had to fix the gathering. There was no way in hell I'd want to wear this dress if it continued down this road to the scrap heap. I ended up altering my pieces (both front and back have gathers) to have a straight seam. This fixed my messy binding problem and actually looks more interesting, I think. After that, it was like a phoenix rising from the ashes. (Too dramatic for describing sewing? Haha.) I added side seam pockets and French seamed everything. Rather than rolling the bottom hem, I bias faced it. One of my sleeves isn't eased that well, but I can live with it.

I'm in love with this dress now. I wear it proudly knowing what a total shit heap waste of fabric it could have easily become :)