Ah the Fabric Store… if I wasn’t a poor student I’d probably be there all the time, buying all of the delicious fabric. As it is I have to content myself with occasional *small* splurges, carefully whittled down after frolicking madly around the shop fondling all of the fabric like a crazy lady patting other people’s cats and then making the excruciating decision as to what one I’m going to permit myself to take home. (I don’t do that with other people’s cats, for the record. I mean, yes I pat them, but no I don’t take them home.)
Yesterday’s frolics yielded:
Yummy silk! For a pretty summer dress, the likes of which I stopped wearing years ago:
It’s all soft and drapey and has a beautiful ikat-like print in a mixture of soft shades. The dress I’ve been drooling over (which belongs to a friend of mine), is all floral and pink, but I look supremely stupid in floral and/or pink, so this is my substitute to still look vaguely feminine without looking like a hat-stand with a manky curtain draped over it. Unfortunately it was pricey. But there was no other pattern that was so perfect, and I knew if I got a floral I wouldn’t end up wearing the end result.
The next win was a remnant-bin find:
The photo doesn’t do it any justice. It’s a lovely granny smith apple-green linen, light and crisp at the same time (geddit, crisp?). I’ve got some Anthropologie-based skirt inspiration going on, namely, a take on a peplum skirt that doesn’t go LOOK AT ME I’M A FREAKING PEPLUM ERMEHGERD AREN’T I JUST SO FASHIONABLE. I never liked the trend when it started, and I have the strongest feeling that it is to be Over very soon. All ye who continue down the path of peplum consider yourselves warned. However, there’s nothing wrong with a bit of irony, except when you’re a Hipster and nothing you do say or wear can be taken seriously. So perhaps the two evils of Peplum and Hipster Irony can be combined in token amounts and some kind of good Ironic Peplum will come of their union? Or am I sounding a bit much like Dr Frankenstein?
The last bit of joy is this:
WOW! Foil covered linen? THE FUTURE IS HERE! Space-age and breathable! Fished from the remnant bin, my first thought was ‘Shiny Awesome Stays of Non-Historically-Accurate-Shininess yet Vaguely-Historically-Accurate-Fibre? That is so far up my alley it’s practically about to get mugged by my alley-thug!’ Then I remembered a post from the Dreamstress with a sinking heart… Apparently this stuff can be warpy and isn’t particularly iron-friendly, and I’ll take the professional’s word for it and proceed with extreme caution! I’ll do a quick test iron on a corner and some experimental pulling to see what happens. How do you tell if fabric is warpy or not anyway? I thought it was kind of eerie because I wanted mine to be front-and-back lacing too… though my pattern is more 1780s/90s than 1750s and I’m one of those weirdos who likes binding eyelets (phew?).
Anyway. No sewing will happen until this heatwave ends. Apparently it’s been the longest consecutive number of days over 30°C in Melbourne since 1911 or something. I don’t care how long it’s been, I would just like it to stop please so I can stop dribbling on my fabric and actually make something.