I've never been diagnosed with an addictive personality,
but I've also never been seen by a doctor who makes such diagnoses, so there is still a chance that I have one. It's why I am not allowed to buy jelly beans or why I've become a compulsive knitter over the years. And it is the excuse I give my husband for why I have become a sewing fanatic in so short a time. To date I have sewed three scarves, two pairs of pj pants, a skirt, and now a dress. And I started this madness just a month ago!
I make no claims to be a fabulous seamstress, but I am pretty pleased with how my first dress has turned out. The fabric is a very light cotton that I picked up on sale at Joann's. Aside from the fact that it (very) easily wrinkles, I love the look. This is the fourth pattern from Love at First Stitch, which I have been diligently working my way through. I gave it a real road test today by wearing it to church, which for us is held in a high school auditorium. So far my only complaint is that I cannot nurse while wearing it.
This was my second time installing an invisible zipper and I have to say I'm a little obsessed. The presser foot for invisible zippers makes guiding the fabric so easy. And I just love how the tiny stitches just disappear under the teeth!
The pattern transfer for this dress was a little more labor intensive than the previous pieces I have made because not only did it have more actual pieces but it also included darts, tucks, and gathers. Once again I find that my experience knitting garments stands me in good stead because I understand what the instructions want me to create.
The only real sticking point for me was the sleeve inset, which upon reflection was most likely a problem of my own making. I could not get the running stitch for the gathers to cooperate and actually snapped them more than once. Chris had to talk me down from scrapping the sleeves all together and just making the dress sleeveless.
It was only after I fudged them as best I could and called it a day that I remembered that I had set myself up for failure from the get-go. Despite having the requisite amount of fabric I somehow managed to run out when I was pinning out my pieces and ended up cutting the sleeves against the grainline. At the time I thought it would not be that big of a deal. Now I know. When adding gathers? It's a big deal.
Overall I am pleased with the look and feel of the dress. I do in fact want to make more, perhaps in a fabric that is not so prone to wrinkles? If things progress as they are I may have an actual handmade wardrobe soon. Last night after Pasha went to bed I cut out the pieces for two more skirts.
Or maybe the obsession will fade and I'll move on to something else. Guess we will just have to wait and see.