Whip It [up] Good

Yesterday arvo the girl was scratchy. It was pre-witching hour jitters. She was launching into the unreasonable before a reasonably acceptable witching hour time... you know around 4-4.30pm. Desperate for diversion, I dug deep ... deep into the fabric box ... the one I use for applique and the like. I suggested we peruse and choose our favourites (cunning as a fox am I). She took it one further and suggested I make her a skirt (more cunning than I is she). She laid it on thick ... about how I am sewing other girls dresses so why not a skirt for this little girl ("I love your skirts, Mummy" ... see cunning). So I agreed. She selected 20 different samples... all varying shades of 'pink is my favourite colour' ... before going off on tangents of frog green and blue. So we whittled. Then I whistled (while I worked). She sat on my lap and suggested I use that star thing stitch on my sewing machine ... mmm the girl has an eye.

I had all the goods at hand... I've been sewing at my kitchen table as frankly 'down the back' is freezing and plus it's hard to drag our new tribe all the way down there ... it dampens the creative spirit ... and plus - did I mention it's baltic???? So the girl perched and directed and the lads hung out on the table in their car capsules.

So, yada, yada, yada ... voila! I whipped it ... 45mins before dinner and bath.

I had been wanting to give this design a whirl ever since I made this skirt ... because I wanted an alternative to elastic in a casing for the band. It's a winner. It was nice to have a creative push from a three year old who insists you have to work the sheep in! It looks better on - all sticky out, twirly-like...but getting a photo of the girl these days is like capturing the image of the yeti ... chance -slim to none.

What do you think?

Leaving your (water)mark

Here's a peek at the prototype for new designs (and big plans to get back to markets) - the idea was finally hatched in time for a weekend of parties. Apparently it had to be pink ... who is this child I have spawned? Why is she turning her back on a world of colour? Luckily I had this taffeta in my stash. 'Cause us children of the 80s just have that sort of stuff kicking around, no? Don't try and tell me you didn't embrace a bit of watermark taffeta action. It used to roll so easily of your tongue, along with hairspray, teasing, patent leather court shoe and elastic belt... and you have the ball/deb/formal photos to prove it (and not a tongue in cheek or nod to retro in sight). That was until you tried to hide the evidence at the back of the wardrobe in favour of grunge... and twirling doesn't work so well in flannelette shirt ... so taffeta it is. Keepin' it real ... keepin' it BIG...