So after the disaster (okay, as Seraphinalina pointed out, not really a full-on disaster; more of a disappointment) that was Lesson Learned #2, I knew that I needed to get the BF to retake my measurements and get a really nice set so that I could do some actual flat pattern measuring instead of just blindly sewing everything. I had known I needed to do this for a while, and yet I didn’t do it. And didn’t do it. I’m not one of those people that are scared of the numbers on a tape measure. I am a curvy girl and have made my peace with that. What on earth was holding me back? Expectations. Somewhere in my mind, I had associated taking measurements with actually knowing how to fit. As if knowing all those numbers magically meant the sewing community at large would suddenly start hounding me if I had bad fit. (Crazy, I know, but just the way my brain works.)
I know in a general sense where my fitting problems are: I’m 5’8”, but have the same length legs as my 5’4” sister; all my length is in my torso. Additionally, I wear a F cup bra. A little ways off from the standard B cup, to say the least. (No, I won’t complain about it. I just thank my lucky stars that they aren’t any bigger. My great grandma was very petite but had I cups. Yeah.) Once I buckled down and did it, I learned a few things I really had never thought about. For instance, one of my legs is a solid inch longer than the other, and there is all sorts of good information in the method Fabulous Fit for Every Body uses, where you measure the front and back (say, of your hip measurement) separately. I have this lovely new set of measurements, and what do I do with my newest project? Make a muslin instead. Some days my mind is just not up to translating flat patterns into 3D. But I’ve gotten the info off my muslin (of which there will be no picture because the bust area of course needed much more fabric than was present, making it not suitable for the internet) and am planning to cut into my real fabric this weekend. I'll be even more motivated to do so because it's actually supposed to start warming up here again.
In other news, I'm beginning to think I have a dangerous addiction to acquiring (I prefer the term "rescuing" sewing machines. The latest one to walk home with me is MJ (short for Mary Jane):
Alright, I think that's enough rambling from me for one day. Hopefully maxi dress pictures are coming soon!
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