Sunday, September 9, 2012

Six Yards

About two months ago, I spontaneously ordered six yards of wool/silk jersey online. The package arrived and inside was a small, tight mound of fabric. I was at first taken aback by how little fabric six yards seemed to be...the bundle was so small! But the package itself had a nice heft to it. Oh, I realized...this is one of those fabrics that has drape. And bounce. That clings and flows. This, I thought, will be interesting.

I bought the fabric intending to make myself an Alabama Chanin dress. Nothing fancy. Just a sweet little thing in gray that I could slip into and feel like a lady on weekends. (Over the years, I'm sorry to say, I've found that I barely try at all on the weekends, typically wearing clothing that is just a notch nicer than pajamas. Showers are optional and hair-dos involve a rubber band and no mirror.) The dress is supposed to be entirely hand-sewn, but since summer was already waning by the time I began, I opted to machine-sew it...despite the fact that wool/silk jersey is delicate and slippery and requires some wrangling. I'm a "just get it done" kind of girl, after all, and this dress needed to be done already.
By Saturday afternoon, I finished the dress! And as I went to put away the remaining three or so yards of fabric, an idea crawled up into my brain: A high-waisted skirt, something super drapey, a little bit full, and a little bit long. Before I knew it, I had wrapped and pinned several swaths of fabric around my waist and was hunting for some sort of cotton to use as a built-in belt. Boom! Five yards later, I had two new articles of clothing...both made from charcoal gray silk/wool jersey. 
With just one last, long section of the jersey left, I had an idea (and here is where I probably should have gone to bed). I decided to make a scarf with the jersey fabric on one side, and a bright orange-and-white gingham on the other. Why did I pick orange, you wonder? I'm not quite sure (see also: I probably should have gone to bed). I think it had something to do with a lust for color in winter, the way we all need a pop of something vibrant here and there. A reminder that clothing can be fun.
Speaking of fun, this final yard was probably where I finally lost my mind: when I wrapped the scarf around my head and turned it into some sort of vaguely ethnic headdress. (I think I was going for a Girl with the Pearl Earring kind of look?) After sending the "can I pull off this turban?" photo text to Julie, I finally turned off the sewing machine. It was 2am on Saturday night (yes I am a total party animal). Six yards later, I finally went to bed. I dreamt of sewing, of course.

8 comments:

  1. OMG THAT SKIRT. PERFECT!!! Also the rest is lovely, as are you.

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  2. Oh! I love all of it - even on your HEAD.
    I cannot wait to see that skirt IRL.
    Gorgeous.

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  3. Thanks so much, ladies! The skirt is one of those things that makes me have faith in the act of being spontaneous. As for the head wrap, I appreciate the support! I think I need to try it out at a nice safe brunch and go from there...?

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  4. Looooooooooooove that skirt, and the dress is adorable too. The turban. Well. It's 2 a.m. in that photo, yes?

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  5. Regarding the turban, the question I really have is this: if I met you for dinner with that thing wrapped around my head, would you feel a little awkward to be having dinner with me?

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  6. To answer your question: I would laugh. A lot. (Then again, I would probably laugh a lot anyway, us being us.) But no, not awkward!

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  7. Would you not be able to stop thinking about my turban? Or do you think you would get to a point where you got used to it?

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  8. I think it would always be a little bit on my mind. OK, not really. I'd get used to it! Probably?

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