July 19, 2016

Ovulation Motivation


Can I just say, once again, baby makin time is EXCELLENT clothes makin time? You might remember my "flow chart" from a few years back, in which I quite scientifically explain the link between ovulation and uber sewjo levels of creation. No? It's over here. SO FACT-Y. (I'd put the graphic up again, but there's a misplaced apostrophe that bugs the shizz outta me.)

Appropriately, this month, I used that glorious fertile window for makin unmentionables. I was like an idiot savant, churning out free cut tanklets and bralets. When I danced around the living room after realizing my ample bosom didn't require darts, Ruggy gave his resounding approval: F#@! A DART. This quickly became the mantra for the weekend. And god help me...I went so far as to put together a bag of supplies for the making of THONGS. In my opinion, you've really hit ninja levels of sewing addiction when you're making thongs. (Especially when you swore up and down you'd never make underwear. Or jeans.)

I used the rest of my creation juice to make a free cut maxi dress, "spring" clean the storage area, and organize my very generous half of the closet. After all, I can't put my new pretties in the undies drawer alongside unused, underwired torture chambers. (Y'all, I hate underwires. And no, you can't make me wear them.)

(Apparently every paragraph of this post ends in a parenthetical.)

What's the thing (or thong) you thought you'd never sew?

July 6, 2016

Pleasedta meetcha, Cora!


Bright 'n shiny this morning, I was playing a round of email catchup after a glorious couple of weeks of musical rehearsals. I came across an old invite to beta test Cora, a new stash organizing app. The testing period well over, I sent my apologies, clicked on the link, tried the free version, and plunked down $3.99 for the unlimited version within, oh, about 54 seconds. It's the best cappuccino I've ever bought.

(What? I equate non-fabric purchases to the cost of a specialty coffee. Don't you?)

Basically, Cora is your stash at your fingertips. I've tried other apps for this purpose, I do like to organize, I do, but none are as simple and elegant as this one. I mean, look how pretty. And functional! It was designed by a sewist, for sewists. You snap a pic of your fabric, add a host of information (as little or as much as you want), lather, rinse, repeat. (Speaking of lather, there's a toggle button for "pre-washed." LOVE IT.)

At the moment, I have a whopping 4 fabrics uploaded. But that screen will soon be a grid full of my teeny stash! Even my teeny stash can benefit from a little scrollabilty, yo! Every time I go hunting on my open ikea shelving unit, I have to refold the whole shebang. NO MORE. People, this is life changing stuff here. And I'll let you in on a dirty secret: I also have a small enclosed shelf, hidden behind a hobbit sized door, for out-of-season fabric. AND I NEVER KNOW WHAT'S IN THERE. I'M ABOUT TO CORA THAT SHIZZ LIKE I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT.

I don't normally shout about new loves so quickly, but I'm just so pleased with the little amount of time I've spent playing with it! The free version lets you upload 5 fabrics, so you can test it out. You'll easily find out if it's your bag after 5 fabrics, lemme tell you. It took me one upload. In a nutshell: scrollable, sortable, searchable, portable stash. You can get it here!

(Full disclosure: I paid for Cora, and I don't get any kickbacks or whatnot. You might notice that last link includes "kalkatroona" in the address, but that's just so that the creator can keep track of where clicks are coming from. An organizer in everything, our Hélène! In our flurry of emails this morning, she also wanted to let everyone know that she's very open to suggestions, feature requests, complaints, etc...lastly, the sale price of the unlimited version ends July 15, so snap it up before then if you want it for the cost of a mocha latte! ;)

July 5, 2016

Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making harem pants


Ruggy had one word for me when he caught an unexpected eyeful of these pants:

NO.


I responded in the only way I could: I began to croon "The Girl From Ipanema" (Frank Sinatra version), and gave him a nice, leisurely sway of my viscose clad hips, rotating sloooooooowly around for the full 360 view....


At which point he really started hollering: STOP IT NO STOP NOW I'M GOING TO ASSOCIATE THAT SONG WITH THOSE THINGS


He really likes that song. Not so much the pants. These pants are not the droid for Ruggy. Actually, I'm not a fan of the look of this shape either. But the first time I made a pair of harem pants and tried them on, the feel of them was like...the heavens opened up and started singing. Or maybe it was just the musical kids at rehearsals, since I only wore them in Texas, when I was away for work, far from Ruggy's pained eyes. I reserve my Ruggy Repellant for when miles separate us, kind of like a consolation prize, I guess. See: here; and here.


Joyously, the only thing separating us at the moment is our odd hours at the gym. When his workout time rolled around, I took the opportunity to don these and shoot them by myself, because I love my man, and I know which ensembles are better done solo. Alas! His workout was truncated, and upon my return, he was greeted with an image that apparently seared his retinas.


Sound drastic? Y'all, he REALLY loathes them. And listen, it goes both ways, there are plenty of items in his closet that make me want to go postal. I am thinking in particular of a dusty mauve, hole ridden, oversized T shirt that gives him a...pallor..like all the lifeblood has been replaced with antifreeze. Not a good look. But we bear each other's eccentricities.


This little eccentricity started out as an off-the-shoulder peasant dress. Those colorful side panels were center front and center back of a voluminous, gathered alien swath that looked like it was trying to swallow me whole. (Maybe it still does... but at least the mouth of it is only getting as far as my hips.) Would that I had photographic evidence of said dress. It might make Ruggy feel better about the pants. Basically, I succumbed to a trend which does not look good on me, realized my mistake, and then turned to another trend that does not look good on me as the solution.

When things went south with this Mood Sewing Network make, I couldn't bear giving up on this paneled beauty. (I'm shocked it's still on the site, considering the price and the print!) WARNING: NONSENSICAL EXPLANATION AHEAD. To "save" it, I laid the dress out flat, dissected the raglan off-the-shoulder sleeves, cut it open at the side seams, and made a new, longer seam from hem to top, creating a trapezoid shape. Then I googled "make harem pants" for an approximate shape, and sewed them back together. It's basically a trapezoid with a wide curve on the bottom edge, from leghole to leghole. I used the original, truncated shoulder elastic casing for the waist. Yessssss, again, pictures would help. But when I get on a stubborn roll, I just keep the freight train rolling. 


I think that a lot of my garments get finished because I'm far too stubborn to take No for an answer. Ironic that Ruggy's answer to these are exactly that.

I tell you what though: they are SOOOOOO comfortable. I don't care if the final product gives me junk on both sides of my trunk!!! But, these might be reserved for Girls Night and Rehearsal Wear.

I'm okay wth that. I LIKE specialty clothing.

these extra special pant were made using my mood sewing network fabric allowance. ruggy does not join me in thanking mood this time around.