2/12/13

Shoals

2/12/13 06:41
madrobins: It's a meatloaf.  Dressed up like a bunny.  (citibit)
Perhaps because I work for a company that prides itself on giving crystal-clear directions, my standards are very high.  But even if they weren't, I think I would find the dress pattern I'm working from, and the instructions that came with it, very frustrating.  I have ground to a halt because the pattern maker/interpreter appears to feel that some things were implicit, when they are not.

Have fired off an email.  We'll see what happens next.  I could, of course, do the whole thing my own way, but I paid $18 for the pattern and it ought to be parsable by a hobbyist-sewer.  Grr.

ETA:  Spent last night trying to sort out which side of the fabric X process was supposed to refer to. Have not heard from the nice lady at the pattern shop.  I will continue to whack away at this dress, but I'm glad I have a fall-back.

ETA 2: In order to save myself from frustration in trying to get this damned garment done in time for the party I wanted to wear it to, I have pulled out a potential stand in.  Because nothing goes right with this wretched dress.  I have finally parsed  the construction of the front panels, just in time to realize that I"ve never done shirring on my new machine and it is one of those processes that requires a bit of finessing at a point when I am short on patience.  So: I'm not throwing in the towel, I'm just not planning to wear the towel to the party unless I get really lucky.  Call it an early birthday present to myself.

Vanity requires that I point out: I have made corsets.  I have made a Tudor doublet, a Regency coat, various Italian Renaissance garments, and a goddamned nun's habit, for the love of Pete. This is not my first rodeo, sewing-wise.  Why this fairly simple 1922 Evening Dress should be so difficult, I cannot say.  But consistent instructions would be helpful. Still no contact from the woman who runs the pattern company.