from the looks of my blogreader, today is the last day of summer states side.
summer, although you found me away from ruggy for FIFTY TWO FRIGGING DAYS, i did have some love for ya.
beautiful music to sing. new friends. new gins. a metric ton of late night sewing hours. a nearby joann's with stupid crazy pattern sales, where i picked up vogue 1307 for $2.99.
unable to bear my jealousy over kazz the spazz's fantastic jumpers any longer, i cut these pants out in jersey from my dangerous dallas garment district trip...
...and added two rectangles for the top. elastic casings at tip & toe to cinch it all up, no zipper needed since there's plenty of stretch. and by the by, PLENTY of ease, even in a woven: if you're making this pattern, sewist, beware. my much-hacked-muslin only survives because it's black and gold. the Thong Song plays full blast whenever i sport those puppies. hey man, fall finds me back with ruggy, and it's steelers season. you do what you gotta.
ah well, a little ease is okay. all the better for drinking gin and eating hot dogs.
and perfect for languishing in 108 degree texas heat.
bye, summer. love you. mean it. welcome, fall. it's grand to be back.