We got together with the high hopes of:
Making The Entire Dress, during the first weekend of February. And why shouldn't we be so hopeful? We experienced fabulous success with the muslin, and we were going to be meticulously careful about fitting muslin pieces to silk. It was going to be a one-to-one switch, very straightforward, relatively easy.
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Jenny Ironing the Sil |
I (Jenny, sister of Mary, aunt of Teresa), was to lay out the pattern pieces and cut out the silk. We thought it best to cut out the biggest pieces first, so we put the train piece out to cut. Um... this can't be right. Mary? Why doesn't this train piece fit on this bolt of silk?
After serious consultation, we realized that the muslin was over 100 inches wide, which meant we could cut it out in one piece, and not on a fold as directed by the pattern piece. The silk, however, was rather shy of 100 inches, and the train would not fit in one piece. We needed to fold the muslin pattern piece in half, add on the seam allowance, and cut 4 pieces. (We learned from making Stephanie's dress that a self-lining of the silk makes a much more beautiful fabric, so we needed to double the number of pieces to cut.)
Whew! Still plenty of silk for the rest of the skirt! I next cut doubles of the front piece, and then the side panels. Then we started putting them together, first matching up like pieces for the self-lining, then matching pieces to each other to make the skirt.
Um.. Mary? Why don't these fit? What's going on? What did I do wrong? Did I just waste a bolt of silk? Oh, no! I should have flipped some of the side panels to match the curving line that goes from the front of the skirt to the train! Aaaagh!
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Appliques |
More consultations. We decided I could come down from my tree, and set the wrong cuts aside, cut new pieces from the silk that was left, and we'll worry about the bodice silk later. Ugh! I was so mad at myself, because there had been a tiny voice in the back of my head, asking querulously, "Shouldn't we be watching the curve of the pieces? Shouldn't we be making sure the right sides of the silk are going to match the curve? Shouldn't we... oh, never mind, you're not listening." Sad little voice, ignored and sulking in a corner of my mind. Didn't even gloat when proved right, but continued to worry and fret about new possible problems.
Finally, with all the pieces cut properly and fitted to each other, Mary transformed them into a skirt. We were elated! It had gone well! It was turning out beautifully. We called in Teresa to try it on with the muslin bodice.
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The Skirt |
Um... It's... shorter than the muslin. How did that happen? What went wrong? We experienced pits in the stomach and sharp pains in the head. We felt dazed. We consulted. The only thing different from the muslin, well, with the exception of that being cotton and this being silk, is that we self-lined the silk. And that took up a couple of inches in length. Aargh! Now what?
We experimented with the idea of adding some beautiful lace to the hemline edge. Very pretty. But would it look like an add-on? Could we extend the length of the bodice? Would that look strange? The fit was so perfect, so beautiful with the muslin, and now we were going to change it. We decided to give the 2nd option a try.
But now it was Sunday night, and the end of our time together. We would have to make careful notes, pack it all up, and wait for another weekend.