You know you are obsessed when you start planning things to make for specific activities.
Look – ducks! Perfect for the Taracat Family Annual Shooting Competition. Not that we shoot ducks. Or anything feathered or furry, just clays. I have had mixed reactions when I tell people I like shooting. People have strong feelings about guns, which they should, but clay pigeon shooting is a sport in the same way that archery or golf are sports. Actually I think golf can be way more dangerous. I have lost close family members to golf. They used to enjoy coming round, spending time, were able to hold intelligent conversations. Then they tried golf and all of a sudden they had no time for their old friends or family, it took up all their money, they were constantly thinking about their next fix….
(And before you say it sewing is nothing like that. )
Anyway at the risk of sounding like a psycho I find shooting relaxing, and very rarely picture the faces of my enemies as I squeeze the trigger. And despite only getting to practice when I go home to my parent’s place I am also the unbeaten champion in my family. So obviously I needed a new top in which to celebrate my certain victory.
Some of you may recognise this fabric. It is the same stuff I used for my Simplicity 2444 bodice and Peony skirt frankenpattern, blogged about here.
Now when I say I used the same fabric, I mean exactly the same fabric. The Stashbusting UFO and Refashioning challenge that I mentioned in my last post has really made me think about what I wear and what just sits in the wardrobe neglected. This dress was definitely in the latter category. I have worn it out once and even though I love the fabric the gaping neck and slightly uneven hem bugged me so much that I never wore it again. I could have tried to fix it but that would mean raising the hem to a length I don’t wear. With my fabric buying ban in place I need to get ruthless so I decided to resort to something a little more drastic. Does it count as refashioning if you just totally ignore what it used to be and just chop it up to use the fabric for something completely different?
I didn’t have enough fabric for the peplum top but inspired by the crop top tutorial on the Colette blog I cut out the main Hawthorn bodice pieces from the skirt and the little bits from the dress bodice and some scraps that I’d had the forethought to save when I made the dress. I lengthened it by an inch or so. After two children my crop top wearing days are over. I also added a wide waistband and extended it to make two ties that are long enough to wrap around and tie at the back or the front. I figured this would also give me a little more coverage. I added buttons from a local charity shop, fifty pence for four. Unfortunately despite my best efforts this top still reveals a little more flesh than I wanted. It looked fine on the dress form:
and it’s okay when I’m sitting down:
But any kind of movement and it climbs up to show off my stretch marks. I know why. When I lengthened it I should have also made it gradually wider to accommodate my hips. As it is it is not wide enough so rolls or scrunches up and sits on top of them. In addition I only had four buttons and was hoping that would do but I also need to add a popper/ press stud at the bottom.
Despite all this I will definitely wear this top. I love the style and the fabric and it looks pretty good over a longer vest top. It is definitely as keeper, which is more than I could say for the dress. And now I have figured out what I need to change I do plan on making another. I guess that means it’s a success.
Anyway, enough about the top. How did I do with the shooting? And where are all the action shots in the woods pretending to be Elmer Fudd?
It didn’t happen. You could say that pride comes before a fall. After all the effort making this top and talking about how I was going to whoop everyone’s arses we then got stuck on the M25 for three hours on the way there and totally missed the shooting. We did make it in time for a fabulous family dinner and then headed to the village pub for a couple of pints, so it could have been worse. I was annoyed at first but there was nothing we could do about it so no point in getting stressed. On the positive side it did motivate me to make something new out of something I had given up on. And I also get to hold on to my unbeaten status, in my own head at least.