#wednesdayWIP: OOP Vogue 1806

#wednesdayWIP: OOP Vogue 1806

A package, covered in hearts, and filled with patterns, arrived last week. Prizes from a new friend and sewing sister who has the gift of knowing EXACTLY what song I'm sewing to at any given moment. (I don't know what you'd call this ability. ESP? Extra Song Perception?)

My sew-sister is into fancy!! This Badgley Mischka pattern immediately caught my magpie eye. LOOKIT THOSE STYLE LINES! Or rather, TRY TO FIND THOSE STYLE LINES ON THE ENVELOPE! A black dress and a back view does not a style line show.

#wednesdayWIP: OOP Vogue 1806

But gawdamighty there are some deliciously fun pattern pieces in this bodice.

#wednesdayWIP: OOP Vogue 1806

Last Sunday morning, I flitted merrily off in five different fabric directions, my scissors hovering in indecision, drunk on dreams of gowns...so I made myself stop and make a bodice toile, while I tried to pick the winner.

Then I went with all five candidates.

We've got: rose gold & blue floral guipure (both from Chic Fabrics), jacquard with the wrong side as public (Mood), some sort of textured doubleface woven (Trumart)...

...and another taffeta from Mood as underlining. (Maybe as lining, too, though I do have a sixth candidate for that. Naturally.)

The pattern calls for interfacing on all bodice pieces, which made me raise my eyebrows, but I did it on the front bodice pieces anyway. No bueno! See the rippling along the seam where the underbust meets the lower front bodice? GNASHING OF TEETH.

It's not as noticeable when it's on, but still. GNASHING OF TEETH. After my chompers relaxed, I decided to go with the taffeta underlining on the back bodice, instead of the recommended interfacing. 


So much more bueno, that I seriously considered ripping out that underbust...then I looked at all the clipping & notching and gave myself a reality check. Live & learn & wear the ripples. 

Perhaps they meant a non-fusible? Yeah, could be. It would have been better to go a little more highbrow and use silk organza as interfacing. But, as you know, classy isn't always my strongsuit.

To wit: my dressform, sized out in faux fur, and repaired in masking tape. UBER CLASSY.

Next up: deciding on what to use for the gown portion! YET ANOTHER FLORAL PRINT FOR SURE! And I'm going off-pattern on that slinky skirt. I like me a full sweep! 

I also like me more visits to this space, which my Mom tells me I'm not posting to enough, and should rectify. Mom is right! So, in an effort to do as I am told, I'm starting a Wednesday series in which I'll show you a work in progress. This first #wednesdaywip is very much inspired by my Mom, which I thought a fitting start (pun not intended, but heartily claimed.) We were rained out on Mother's Day, and so we postponed our visit to her fabulous jungle of a garden. As I threw this cornucopia of fabrics together, I thought about how she paints with a stunning variety of leaf and flower. It's really incredible. I wanted this dress to be like her garden in bloom.

So, whatcha working on? Join me in parading if you like, we all love some fabric porn! Tag it #wednesdaywip so we can peep it!


oonaballoona brain

Rob & I have spent the last seven days in a furious nonstop tornado of creativity, with some of the MOST WONDERFUL human beings around. Saying "I really can't tell you how much this week meant to me" is such a cop-out, but... I really can't tell you. For one, our recent capers are still top secret, and for two, English has left the building of My Brain.

I do, however, have the picture that perfectly encapsulates my feelings, with this shot captured by our fearless director, who joyfully jumped right smack dab in the middle of my technicolor head, feet first. This right here is what the inside of my brain looks like.

I can't wait to tell you more! But for now, I just wanted to say OH HAI, and HOW ARE YOU, and wish you a frenzied, freewheeling weekend of creating. More soooooon!


Four Faux Fronts.

oonaballoona | Four Faux Fronts.

It's been a minute since I posted a What Was I Drinking, but it's certainly not because it's not happening. I'm just not documenting it. Last weekend, however, I had the pleasure of cutting out a center front bodice for a strapless halter dress FOUR TIMES without a satisfying result. I snapped a pic, I threw my arms up in the air, I stomped away before I did more damage. 

Three were cut on the bias to create a chevron effect, one was cut on the fold, all are going in the "figure it out" pile. 

It's a Dutch wax print, actually labeled as a "Kente print" on the selvedge. This printed fabric is very different from a true woven Kente cloth, which hails from Ghana, and is made of interwoven cloth strips (here's a very cool short video on how Kente cloth is woven). It was originally reserved for Asante/Ashanti royalty only. And damn if I didn't end up making some sort of plaid tartan out of it. Not that I'm not down with plaid. Or tartan. Or mixing up cultures and races. Peanut butter and chocolate. Sauvignon and steak. Whathaveyou. I'm down with it. Obviously. 

BUT UGH WITH THOSE CENTER FRONT PANELS. I think what's really tripping me up is that forest green, a color I've never really gone for. So I must have been drinking something super strong when I put this jammie in my cart, because forest green is ALL OVER this stuff.

I'm probably going to cut my losses (a phrase borne out of sewing if I ever heard one, but probably having origins in accounting) and make a voluminous maxi skirt out of it, to keep the green out of my immediate sight. If I can work out how to keep just that orange up near my head, I'll go maxi dress. But that's another great thing about wax print, with all that yardage at hand, you have some room to play...

And play I will, as today looks to be all weather and not much else. I'm thinking of building a blanket fort out of all the ankara I've got. It would be like Planet Color. Where it is perpetually summer. 

Have you experienced a true Kente cloth? I'd love to fondle the real thing someday!