Current Mood : Eager to sew some more !
Spent a bit of time puttering in the Lab. It felt so good ! Came across the Pak 'Silk Sheath' dress I made a few months ago, from Aileen's Petite Fashions Pattern #43. Never put fasteners in the back because I was debating tossing it, or dressing one of the yard sale dolls in it, but it was forgotten when the time came. Again, I used a print that wasn't quite right for the pattern - a Christmassy holly - for a sleeveless snug sheath. I fully intended for this to be a rough trial effort only, so I didn't care what the fabric print was. Of course, it turned out fairly well, which surprised me. I have somewhat of a terrible track record with APF #135, 'Modern Art'. Since this one had a similar collar, finishing this one well gives me hope that one day, I'll have my 'Modern Art' clone. In a dozen colors !
So, with a new episode of Hoarders: Buried Alive on the cable recorder just beggin' to be watched, I grabbed the baggie of snap fasteners, scissors, and a needle and thread, and camped out on the sofa. Not only was I gonna keep the dress, but I was actually gonna sew fasteners on it. You'd be surprised how many 'finished' dresses on the website don't have closures on the back. And Odette, the Swan Lake beauty I'd gotten from the $7. GoodWill bag with a terrible haircut, was gonna model. I'd never shown ya'll what I did to fix her hair. Came out OK, I think.
It didn't take long to get that done. I read somewhere that vintage Barbie clothes had snaps sewn on with four 'wrap' stitches around each snap hole, each made up of two threads that matched what was used to make the outfit. Back when I first started sewing - and eschewing Velcro (tm) like a good doll clothes snob - I made the classic blunder of sewing the snap on with so much thread, it couldn't fasten. Thread got in the way ! So now, I do it the way Mattel did. Goss knows their clothes have lasted darn near forever.
And now I know why Beloved Hubby chortled at me when I said if hoarders were only organized, no one would know, and they could keep their stuff. One of the two on Sunday night's show - Filling the Void - was both a 'wreck' and an organized hoarder. Some rooms were piled floor to ceiling with stuff thrown any which way, others were carefully organized via see-through bins. Bins stacked floor to ceiling, with apparently several hundred different styles of animal-shaped purse. She drove me nutz. All she could do was complain about how no one understood and everyone needed to give her more patience, but it was all her crap, and she kept buying more ! Her husband is a better person than me - when she just kept carping about how I wasn't respecting her piles of stuff as I moved it to get to the furnace for a repair, I'd have started packing, and stuffed a son under each arm as I headed out the door. I felt sorry for everyone in that house, even the dog. Everyone but her.
I also wonder how these folks afford it all. There's no way I could fetch home a chicken-bag every few days, especially one that was 'only' thirty bucks. I know - probably better than most folk - that you can hoard and clutter without spending a dime, or one $5. 'find' at a time, but between the piles of stuff that never gets used, losing most of your living space to the point of having to find new lodging, paying for storage, and still having a shopping addiction... I just don't know how they can afford it. There are often good things that come with limited funds that you're not even aware of... I can't imagine how packed my closet would be if I wore a frequently-discounted size !
However, I am letting go of one of my limitations. Long time ago, I said to m'self that, once a design was in Brody's memory, I was gonna embroider it. Because otherwise, it'd just stay there until I did. Kinda silly of me to do that to m'self. A couple of the designs on Brody right now were there for Dearest - and he's either outgrown or moved on from being interested in them. So now, I can erase designs off Brody whenever I need the space to create something else. Not gonna hold m'self back anymore.
