Monday, August 1, 2011
Saturday's sound and fury - signifying less than we hoped - Lisa
We didn't take as many pictures as we planned because we were busy. We started at about 9.30 am. First, Robin pinned two hems for me. Then she went to work on her crinoline while I stitched gathers. What started off all sunshine and unicorns, quickly turned to the dark side. Stitching up the bag required her to balance the hoops on her head while sewing (or, ya know, just ask me for help). Then she pinned the channels, and re-pinned, and re-pinned yet again. And then she strapped it on and I re-pinned for length. It swayed like a drunken sailor every time she breathed. And then.... well, I'll let her tell you (see prior post). In the mean time, I was gathering and pinning and sewing ruffles. Petticoat has a 4.24 yard hem. Do the math (although most of the ruffles are only in the back). And then, when the crinoline was still not working out, we looked at the clock and it was 4 pm. We agreed to stop and eat, and despite reservations, drink a glass of wine. While we did that we looked over some of the trim ideas I had for my polonaise. I needed to decide what worked best and if I needed to buy anymore ribbon. After that we got the crinoline to work. Even hem, smooth curve on the sides, and every bone in the proper channel.
Back into my corset, and into the muslin for the polonaise. Happily, only the darts and the arm hole needed work. I cut one arm hole and Robin drew the other. I want to compare it before I cut it to make sure it's roughly the same. The pattern is really flattering and relatively easy except for fitting. And in my case, the fitting is very much a personal issue. My torso can be squished and stretched in some truly amazing ways. Also, it would have been impossible without Robin. She did all the pinning and drawing around the arm and then sent me off to the mirror for approval. I'm going to start cutting this week.
Finally, at 7pm we went over some trim options she was looking at. Her fabric and trim are lovely. Despite all the talk about lavender and violet, she will bear no resemblance to Violet Beauregard (yes I went straight to Willy Wonka). At that point, even the offer of delicious food could not keep me from my car and my hour drive home. And she promises to post pictures tomorrow!!!