Lets set a tone, shall we? Just play this while you read. I’ll supply the rest.
‘Blue Muumuu- you saw me standing alone-
Without a shape to my dress, perhaps more gut than I own…..’
I chose a Russian cover because Lekala is part of my issue today. 5852 to be precise. A company that produces some lovely and interesting patterns based on the measurements you provide- they are plentiful, they are inexpensive, whats not to love? I thoroughly enjoyed not making my usual upper neckline narrowing and other quasi-modiste adjustments I do- that was a little blessing!
Now forgive me for being critical, I enjoy looking at the Lakala site for good ideas and oh, some truly classy looks. Oh, Svetlana!
I think that the sewist must provide a judicious eye and a smidge of good taste to make this relationship work. I brought neither.
Ok, Ignore the darts that practically wink at you- I thought this looked like a cool little summer frock that I would prance in and bring joy to the hearts of all that saw me- like I know I do. I’m wrong here. It lives up to the sad adage: ‘Just cuz they make it in your size, doesn’t mean you should wear it’. Sorry, Svetlana, this will not attract the eye of the big tippers.
I can’t show it to you yet- let me whine a bit more. I totally did not understand the instructions. I am a sewist that reads, studies the pictures and then on occasion summons a priest or a wise elder- you know who you are, Ma’am! Couldn’t find more than 1 version out there in websville. There were no real hints for me. Ok, that in itself is a hint. Step away from the muumuu. I just winged it. Stupid, stupid, stupid. I removed the upper flap on the envelope yoke- it looked bad with the pattern print cut up so much. Sacrifice for Marc Jacobs.
it’s quite comfortable- but hey, thats the ultimate muumuu wearing excuse, isn’t it?
I enjoyed sewing it. SWELL! I could have made placemats with that attitude.
This fabric has been waiting for it’s moment for about 2 years. It’s the infamous Marc Jacobs bow fabric. It needs a pattern with minimal print breakup. I kept thinking I’d make that circle skirted gamine frock that it screams to be- which is odd- since the Jacobs is not so…..Sandra Dee. Doesn’t he look comfortable?
This pattern is perfect for the print and I even matched the print on my side seams- . It even matches my new Birthday Betsey Johnson bow earrings from Mr B! So this should be a good thing, right?
Ok, enough dawdling. Let’s rock this muuumuu!
Before I get into the details, I’d like to tell you that I have toes. I know it looks like I have hooves here, but I swear, the shoes are a pale pink and so am I.
ok, I believe that the pattern wanted you to grab that center front pleat in a spot between my belly button and those darts and that would give it some definition. Um, yeah, no. That made it puff up like a decorative cloth napkin when I sat down. Seriously, I was like the credits to Game of Thrones. So I tried it in 3 more spots. Not instead of, but in addition to.
I also note that this yokey thing in the front makes it look like my bosom was a mail accepting portal to Santa. Yes Virginia, there is a Santa Claus. But, I can’t be responsible for letting him know you want a pony. The pattern wants you to secure it with a decorative button, but I haven’t found just the one. I’m not sure it will help-
Lord, these pictures, I look like he grumpiest chubbster at the fair. I swear I ironed it- but Lord, it was another toasty day in Southern hell.
This dress is a slippery slope to sewing clothes with no body definition. I am so comfortable in it, I’m willing to overlook the obviously unflattering shape and just go for it. Damn, it feels good to not suck in. BUT. I turned 45 today. Perhaps all this wisdom in my seasoned soul is just making me pissy. That could be it. I can’t leave you on this note. I must find an upnote. I have other patterns waiting on me in the sewing chamber- this Slavic mishap will not stop the gaudy- I will return with something that makes me happy. It may just be ice cream.
I love this fabric- I also love the movie Pale Face- I mean really, it’s my go to karaoke song- if I actually sang in front of anyone but Bruderlein! Enjoy Frasier with me:
photo credits: pinterest, little me, Lekala, google images.