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11 April 2004 @ 03:09 am
Fun day  
I miss my ogre. He went to visit his mom for the weekend. He'll be back tomorrow night, though. At least I had an awesome day sewing with Stef and visiting my dad and stepmom, who came up to take me out to dinner. Stef had mentioned that she was dying to sew a fuckload of clothes, but she doesn't have the space for that at her own place, so I suggested that she come over to my house. Although the cats sometimes try to "help" with craft projects, there's lots of room, and she's done enough sewing around inquisitive felines before, so my little buddies didn't pose much of a problem. Because Stef has made tons of tailored "normal" clothing and I haven't, and I needed to construct a chest piece that is basically a dickie with an interfaced collar, I wanted to bug her for help on that, too.

Dickie has to be one of the silliest words for clothing. Ever. In Elizabethan times, people commonly wore a similar garment, but they called it a partlet, which sounds much more dignified. Hell, a codpiece sounds dignified, and it's a wang cover. A nut hut. Um, yeah. At any rate, Stef was explaining the process of sandwiching a collar between a garment with two layers of fabric, and at one point, she mentioned that the two ends of the dickie would just be hanging there. For some reason, we both found this hilarious and spent a good several minutes howling (I was literally rolling over on the floor at that point). Anyway...enough with the dickie jokes. If you weren't there, it probably wasn't that funny, so I should get back to writing about stuff that you might actually give a shit about.

*BUUUUUUUURP*

I was very, very happy to have Stef's help. First of all, I know that this sounds awfully lame, but I didn't know how to use an iron. I'm sure I ironed something years ago, so I guess I did know after all, but I was paranoid of scorching my fabric while trying to get the wrinkles out. (She was wondering how I managed to sew without ironing stuff, but all the stretchy fabric I dealt with never really got wrinkled, and fake fur can't be ironed because it will melt, so yeah.) I just get this weird fear of appliances that can burn up or set things on fire. Ironing turned out to be stupidly easy and fun, so w00t for vanquishing one really idiotic appliance worry of mine.

More importantly, she explained how to split my pattern so it would button up the back (basically, you figure out how much it needs to overlap and extend half of the piece to match, adding a buttload of seam allowance as well), how to make a collar pattern (it turns out that I just needed a rectangle because I didn't want it to do anything fancy) and how to put everything together. You assemble the top layer of the dickie first (gaaaahhh, I'm still cracking up at that word). When I did this, I put a piece of interfacing under the front so it lays nice and flat. Then, you sew three sides of the collar together. (I knew to clip the corners, trim the seam allowances down, and press the seams, so mine looked pretty good after I turned it right side out and ironed it. Yay.) After that, you pin the collar to the top layer of the garment and sew it on. To get the collar to fit the curve of the neck opening, you have to make little pleats in it. I'm too sleepy for such fussy fitting, so I'll do that tomorrow. *conks out*
 
 
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Current Music: "Sweetness" stuck in my head
 
 
 
(Anonymous) on April 11th, 2004 11:51 am (UTC)
DICKIE!

sorry, couldn't resist. This is Stef.
The Heavy Metal Matador: frylockrydain on April 11th, 2004 12:16 pm (UTC)
*giggles*
It's OK. I have a feeling that that word will provide us with much amusement for quite a long time. ^_^
Englebert Slaptyback: Joan and Abedrjayphd on April 11th, 2004 05:12 pm (UTC)
(snurk)

Dickie. ^_^ Except when I see it, I think of the Martha Stewart Topless Christmas Special. :D
lemonica on April 12th, 2004 09:29 am (UTC)
hee hee hee
you know, i think i have to fabricate a dickie *snort* for my costume, too! but it's mostly secured by red vesty goodness, so it shouldn't be too hard.

damn, i'd best get to work.