Thursday, May 27, 2010

Plaid Frock

So Internets, when did we decide dresses are now called "frocks"?

I mean, don't get me wrong.. it's cute!

I like it!

Kinda retro-ey vintage-esque.

But I'm just sayin'. Let's not throw around the word "frock" like we've been using it for years.

Let's be real, yo.

Anyway, I was already sick of seeing Darth, and I was tired of pouting about sugar fail, so I finished this dress frock that has been hanging with pinned on pockets and unhemmed in my sewing room for the last few weeks.

This is from Simplicity 2694 which is a Project Runway edition pattern. The plaid is a homespun from Joann.

I once again employed my professional four foot photo crew to capture the moment.

At first, my photographer was playing the role of moody artist and refused to come outside.

So I set the camera on a tree limb and used the timer. Right before this shot clicked, I pulled the classic "thumbs in ears, wagging fingers, nyah nyah nyah, sticking tongue out" move at said moody artist who was watching from the kitchen window.

Then I quickly turned back toward the camera.

If you look carefully, you can see him returning my gestures from the window.


But I guess the game turned his mood, and out he came to help with the rest of the pictures.

He did a great job!


Day idunnowhat.


I was awoken this morning by the sounds of my seven year old whining yelling crying about the lack of clean cereal bowls. I'm not a morning person. I need some peaceful padding between sleep and awake. Especially nine days before my period.

Since I was feeling angry and destructo, I took it out on myself by eating about 23 handfuls of frosted flakes. Why do I have 4 chins? Answered.

I hate failing. Hate.

I'm not sure whether to start over or bag it. I'm leaning towards do over.

I have learned quite a bit in the last 8 (?) 10 (?) days (*too lazy to count).

  • I missed sugary tasting drinks the most. I quit fully leaded soda years ago, but I love Coke Zero and no cal flavored waters. I found that when I quit drinking these, I just quit drinking. Dehydration: Fail.
  • I want sweet stuff when I'm sad / angry / stressed. Luckily, I'm not these things very often.
  • It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be to bypass straight sugar. I wasn't dying to make cookies for the LOST finale.
  • There are very few grab-n-go type snacks that aren't mostly sugar. Except fruit.
So there you have it. I am weak. And puffy from Frosted Flakes.

Friday, May 21, 2010

Day Four

So far, so good.

Well, I did have one slip up yesterday, but it was an accident. I ordered a $1 hamburger and small drink. It wasn't until I stood in front of the soda vend that I realized there would be no sugar-free or sugar substitute-free drinks available (other then water, of course, but I'd already paid).

I chose Diet Coke and drank about half. OH well.

The only time I've really missed sugar was after working in the garden two afternoons ago. I really really really REALLY wanted to drink one of my zero calorie flavored soda waters. I drank plain ice water with a lemon squeeze instead. It was ok.


And now for an overdue sew-and-tell made from early April.

Meet my Betty Draper spring jacket! Made with fabric from Joann and sewn from Butterick 5332.

I used the the wrong side of the fabric because I liked it better.

I'm liberated like that.

hmm. Those linen pants need some ironing.

The pattern was easy to sew and I 'm happy with the finished product. I particularly like the covered buttons.

As soon as I reviewed these pictures, the white pants in the second shot went straight to the donate box.

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Monday, May 17, 2010

I'm not gonna eat you suckah!

No sugar. No sugar substitutes. Forty days.

Can it be done?

Oh it can be done.

Because I'm stubborn and I can't resist a challenge.

And 40 days isn't that long, right?


Day one began 33 minutes ago.

39 days, 23 hours, and 27 minutes left.

See? This isn't so hard.

I'll let you know how it goes.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

Waste not

The thing I hate about making muslins is the waste factor. I hate wasting fabric, wasting precious sewing time, wasting brain cells. And really, of the three, the only thing I truly have in excess is the fabric.

So the "muslin" that I constructed for the journalism dress knockoff was made from $1/yd Walmart jersey. The finished dress didn't look like much, no pockets or tab details, still carried various chalk markings.... but it fit! I couldn't bear the thought of tossing it. I decided to rub off the chalk, jazz it up a bit with some ruffling (apparently the theme for 2010 in women's fashion), pair it with a belt and $2 thrift store cardigan, and strut that girl around town.

I asked Samantha to take a few pictures for me yesterday. Much to my dismay, I discovered as I looked through the photos this morning, that everyone who is approximately three feet tall sees me with no less that four chins at all times. sad. Because I am terribly vain, I promptly deleted the evidence. So this isn't a great shot, but it's what you get until I lose that last 112 pounds from my face.

Don't you love the overturned chair, baseball, weeds, and hopscotch markings? We're nothing but Better Homes and Gardens around here.

Here's a little closer shot of the ruffles. Check out that blue sky! It's gone now.

When I asked Samantha if she'd take the pictures, she agreed only if I'd take a picture of her too.

Twist my arm.

So here is Samantha showing off her BFF the potato bug.

Friday, May 7, 2010

I am a fabulous copy cat

Oh Yes I am!

Remember the "I will have it. I must have it." Dress?

This one...

Originally found at ModCloth.

Well, I knocked it off, baybeee. And successfully solved the fit issues I feared I'd encounter if I purchased ModCloth's ready-to-wear.

I used the knit top portion of Simplicity 2603 and the bottom half of a pattern found in Ottobre Women 5/2009. I had to figure out the waist, neckline, and pocket detailing myself, but it wasn't too difficult.

I am really happy with the results and encouraged by my success.

I believe this is only the beginning of my illustrious career in dress forgery (for personal use only, of course!).

Sunday, May 2, 2010

The 99 Cent Dress

Before: Circa late 1990's (?) Eddie Bauer prairie skirt, found at the thrift store for $0.99.

But it was bound for glory.


Cute little girly dress!

It was windy and freezing and my model was very gracious to cooperate.

(The knit shrug was her practical yet extraordinarily fashionable addition to the ensemble)