So, I have now committed to doing this Me-Made-March thing, where I pledge to wear at least one self-made item of clothing every day for a month. It’s kind of the kick I need to make some more clothes for myself. I have also implicated my poor unsuspecting daughter Rata into wearing at least one me-made item every week, which should get me into making some more things for her. And not just pretty dresses either: given the amounts of fun she has been having at Playcentre these past two days, she’ll be returning home each Monday and Tuesday covered head to toe in paint. She also needs some pyjamas which cannot be pulled off in the time it takes her to go to sleep.
So on that note, I’ve been putting this together this afternoon (after I finally mopped all those lovely footprints off the floor) – it’s a skirt made in the same vein as the peacock skirt, and the endless possibilities of that half-pattern are really racing through my head now. The grey material I am lining it with – denim to give the knit a bit of structure – was originally purchased to go with a very wild fabric from Bertie in a dress. But now I’m thinking grey yolk, wild pleated skirt body?
It helps that Bertie kindly gifted me so many fabrics (though the blue stuff was in the sale pile so I flipped her some dollars for that one). For one, the new blood in the fabric stash has inspired me. Secondly, when I bump into her wearing some newly made something in a fabric that has sat in her stash for years, she is always so happy to see it finally used. I equate it to the clothes swap feeling when you see someone rocking something that never quite looked right on you – there’s no jealous pang, just sweet relief the item is no longer languishing in your wardrobe.
Good feelings all round. I’m so happy today, what’s with that?