I have a mental sewing block.
When I’m not sewing, I imagine myself as a sewing master – the sewing kid, if you will.
Sewing in my mind is simplistic, a few short steps and voila! an outfit appears.
On a side note, how melodic does Sewing in my Mind sound as an alternative rock anthem?
As Skye worked on her bridesmaid dress, I was astounded anew at just how many steps there are in sewing.
There’s measuring.
And cutting.
And pinning.
There’s making sure your fabric doesn’t unravel.
And ironing.
Well, not for me.
I always skip the ironing.
I’m a lazy sewer. (You might have assumed already.)
Then more measuring.
More pinning.
More cutting.
Did I mention more pinning?
In case you were wondering my part in the making of Skye’s dress, I feel this photo tells a lot.
An observer is often required for serious sewing to occur.
That’s what I’ve heard.
There’s reading patterns.
Then running to my mom to have her explain said pattern.
Then convincing everyone it might be time for a snack.
See, I do have a role.
An important, delicious role.
Eventually, there’s sewing.
And playing with fabric.
Then bunching.
Rest assured, that’s the official name.
Well, that or scrunching. I can’t decide.
Finally, after hours and hours and ravioli and pins and hand cramps, we have a bodice.
Worst comes to worst, Skye can always walk down the aisle in that, right?
There’s an intense bridesmaid discussion raging over silver shoes
Seriously,
Megan
Sewing in My Mind
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I think I prefer scrunching- it sounds more satisfying. And I can get some shiny purple panties to match- really it’s only important to have those parts covered, right?
I actually have a Home-Ec degree. It’s true. But to get it? I had to take sewing twice. Because, possibly, I failed it the first time.
Turns out I’m not so much a detail oriented, ironing, gives two hoots about strict instructions kinda gal. Also? It was an 8:00 class.
Okay, as I’ve only taken one home ec class, and it was entirely cooking and sewing, I’m somewhat confused as to what you degree entailed. If there was no sewing was it all food? Wouldn’t that be a culinary degree?
I need more degree info!
I had to take a color and design class in addition to the sewing, several Human Development classes and cooking/nutrition courses. And maybe something on finance? That sounds familiar.
It was a co-major with Journalism so I didn’t have to go as in-depth as those who were strictly Home Ec.
And now of course we have to call it Family and Consumer Science. Whatever.
While this is clearly a fascinating process, you might as well be writing about nuclear fission for all the sense it makes to me. Surprising fact: The likelihood that I will engage in either nuclear fission OR sewing is about equivalent.
Physicist… seamstress… They both posses skillz I will never have.
All of this mind-sewing looks suspiciously realistic.
Scrunching and bunching do sound a bit more true than the sedate “gathering” that is the real term for that technique
Ooh, aren’t well all fancy and knowing correct sewing terms.
No, really, I’m in awe of you.
I dunno…I sort of like the hemless bandeau look for a wedding.
And I need to say for the record that I tried to comment on the Patriotic Beaver like nine-thousand times and your blog and my iPhone could not reach a meeting of the minds!!!
All those beaver jokes…wasted….
WHAT???
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!
I must track down your beaver jokes – I feel bereft without them!
I blame Steve Jobs.
I bow down to the sew master, as my variation would be to go buy something already sewn.
Forget the measuring and the cutting and the bunching/scrumching. I’m cool with all of that. Where you lose me is with the sewing machine. I can change a tire like nobody’s business but do you think I can figure out a sewing machine to save my life?
No. No I can’t. As such, I hope it never comes to that.
I can’t sew to save my life, but I can make snacks! And I can def. eat them!
I have a sewing machine but the only thing I have ever made are pillows (4 straight lines) and one kind of cushion cover. I have never made anything from a pattern so I’m totally impressed with this dress so far. In junior high I got my hair caught in the sewing machine and the teacher suggested I take wood shop. I’m still traumatized.
So really, you are kinda like a sous chef….you’re a sous sewer!
I think the snack monitor is the most important job one can have…
maybe if you didn’t spend so much time taking photos, all this would be done already. Hmmm…a thought to ponder…
You know, my mom’s already put forth that suggestion!
But if I didn’t photograph it, then I couldn’t share it with you – and then how do I know it even really happened?
Something to ponder.
Those ravioli look YUMMY!!!
I’m jealous of those of you who can create in this fashion (get it?). Every time I try to use a sewing machine, I do something creative, like punching a needle through my thumb. Yikes!
I wish all the time that I had sewing talent!
That looks like a lot of work! You have iron when you sew? Hmm, maybe I don’t want to learn after all.
My sewing routine is pretty similar:
Snack, shop, buy, snack. Ok it’s not that similar.
I can’t help at all with the sewing process, but if you give us info on the shoe debate, I’m IN!
No wonder I sucked at sewing. I didn’t do much pinning or measuring.
I did do a lot of snacking though. I didn’t even realise that was part of sewing, but as it turns out I do have part of the process nailed.
The most elaborate things I ever made were an artist-rabbit costume, complete with ears, and a reversible cloak for Halloween. Costumes are about my top speed. I am so impressed with someone who knows how to keep the fabric from becoming unraveled.
Reading about your observing of the sewing of the dress makes me want a snack. Because I’ve earned it. Clearly.
I love to sew. But my sewing experience only involves one pattern from 5 years ago and it was for a rather technical valance. It turned out okay. However…anything more involved that basically one piece of pattern and I’m just about done for. I really need to take a class then there would be no limit to my pattern sewing capabilities!!
Megan