Well do you? No?
It's the peices of my Robert dress, yes that's right thepieces I ripped it apart yesterday.
Ripped it apart.
This was only the second actual garment I'd ever made and I was soooooo proud. It had seams and I ironed and I finished everything perfectly.
It also didn't fit well
Or suit me
Or feel comfortable to wear
And I didn't like wearing it, something I realised during OWOP.
So I tried to fix it:
I added darts, and a button and more darts.
But it still wasn't right,
I thought about doing a different skirt shape as the box pleats weren't exactly thrilling me (I drafted the skirt myself)
And then I thought what would I do if this was a cheap and nasty fabric and not the material for my grandad Roberts suit? I'd bin it, I'd throw that hot mess straight in the bin.
I haven't though instead I've carefully unpicked every seam (remember these are the ones I finished) with the intention of making a new better garment. Something to the same standard as the things I've been making recently (full credit to Tilly's book on being such a wonderful tutor) something I'd want to wear!
So at the minute I'm thinking either a cropped collarless jacket or a pencil skirt (maybe with a bow?) what do you think?
And stay tuned to see the Phoenix rise from the ashes!
Much love
Frankie
Xxx
