Writing this post is totally my way of procrastinating. I feel like I should be doing a million other things, as you do before a move, but since I actually have the luxury of being moved by a professional removal company who’ll also pack my things, there really is mostly cleaning left. And let me tell you, I’m not keen on that.
So instead I decided before I won’t have access to my sewing machine for weeks I’d finish the already cut Jalie in dark purple corduroy that was drifting around my living room.
I’d made a few changes to the pattern, in the hopes of getting rid of my under-bum-wrinkles issue, as can be seen here:
For this, I recruited the help of a couple of fitting books (well, all of the books on fitting I own, actually).
What I did in detail was to remove about an inch on the inner back seam, and adding that on the outside seam. That mostly did the trick, but there’s still a way to go before I can say this is my perfectly fitting jeans, alas.
The corduroy I used doesn’t have the tiniest amount of stretch, which makes the whole jeans a tad too tight, but since I’m determined to loose those last 10 pounds I’ve been struggling with these past few months, that should be fine soon.
What feels to me like my biggest achievement is the near perfect fly I managed. Not without a hitch, of course … I put the fly guard on the wrong side and had to rip it out and move it to the other side. Ah, well.
And because it’s a tad too tight, the lovely vintage button I put on it first broke 😦
You can see it on the jeans here:
It’s a bit sad, as the colour went well with the back pocket detail:
But the new button, also out of my stash of vintage buttons, is pretty, too:
I’ve put some nice flowers in the front pockets – and realized only during my final fitting session that I’d forgotten to top-stitch them! I guess that should teach me not to sew when I’ve got my mind on other things … but then, it made for a perfectly relaxed New Years Day.
And that was my first make in 2013. I don’t know how long it will take to find a place to live, and get my things set up and all, sigh. I hate being up in the air like this, I’m a creature of routine and really don’t deal well with having none at all.
Ah, well … it’s only going to be a few more weeks, and then I’ll be living in the glorious sunshine and be coping with a new job and getting to know my new collegues, so overall it’s all great. I just wished I was a few steps further in the process.
Happy New Year to you, and may it bring whatever you wish for!!