A few years back I decided that I needed more separates in my wardrobe.
They are definitely not the first patterns or designs that come to mind when I want to start sewing, but having items that can be mixed and matched are really nice to have around. And I am going to pat myself on the back and say that I have actually made quite a few in the past couple of years.
This blouse was my "wearable muslin" of the Smooth Sailing Blouse from Wearing History.
As with most of the finished garments I have posted recently, this one has been finished for quite some time. If Instagram is to be believed, it was in June of last year.
Now, I cannot recall exactly when I made the skirt. I can't even say whether or not I made my green version before or after this one (time to get back to blogging on schedule, methinks!).
It really is amazing how often a jean skirt comes in handy. Which reminds me, I should probably make another for the Fall weather.
Simplicity 8019 is a great vintage reproduction. I suspect I will make another out of something drapey like rayon in the future.
I even made machine buttonholes. It was a pain, and it renewed my love of bound buttonholes, but I got through it! And I can say with confidence that these two pieces have been great additions to my separates wardrobe.
Blouse: Made by me, Wearing History "Smooth Sailing Blouse"
Skirt: Made by me, Simplicity 8019
Shoes: Royal Vintage Shoes "Dolores"
Lovely..as usual!
ReplyDeleteSo you've gone to pieces, yet are more put together than ever before.
ReplyDeleteThose slingback peep toes are the preferred pedestal, and now every bench is the perfect perch to put the public on notice, Laura Mae-style.
Never has a simple skirt and blouse served so well. Puffy sleeve heads, and hem-height nirvana leave nothing to chance. The uninitiated will be taken in handily, while those who are only too aware of your machine-made machinations find only deafened ears due to dazzled eyes.
Smooth sailing belies an undertow of more questions than answers, the unwavering calm demeanor in the face of unnervingly disjointed facts, and background characters who belie the foundation of a fabled narrative. You tell it in flashback, sister, but through the sunlit haze presented, or smokey sweat shop you call a sewing room, the truth is irretrievably basted into place by time itself - and all will be revealed in the third reel.