I love wearing dresses. I love looking at dresses. I love styling dresses. It would only make sense that I would love to sew dresses, right?
That’s what I thought when I started this project. I picked up the pattern McCall’s M6891 on sale at Joann with some beautiful gray fabric with cherries. I looked EVERYWHERE on the pattern package for sizing information and couldn’t find it, so I assumed I was a size 8 like I was in a previous Vogue pattern.
I brought everything home and prepped it (did you know you can iron patterns? It makes them oh so much easier to use!) and got started. I cut everything out for the size 8 AND THEN I found the information on sizing.
Apparently a size 8 requires a 24 inch waist, which I don’t think I have had since my high school swimming days when a friend yelled “Hey! You have a six pack!” at me. Needless to say, 13 years and 4 kids later, my six pack and 24 inch waist are well… not 24 inches any more.
At this point I started weighing my options. I hated to waste the fabric, and I still wanted to learn how to sew this dress. I reached out to a couple of friends and asked if one of their daughters would like it. Now that I knew someone out there would use it, I decided to move forward.
Everything was going great. Nice, long seams make sewing seem so much more efficient than knitting sometimes. Until I ran into the collar.
Let me preface by saying I have read several blogs about the collar, and it left even experienced seamstresses confused. I decided to push forward.
Then it was terrible. I tried to rip out my stitches, and THIS happened. A great big ugly hole, right in the middle of the collar where my seam ripper got away from me.
At this point I took a breath and decided to finish the collar as best as I could. That hole, though, is glaring at me, reminding me of my apparent incompetence at sewing. I sent this photo to my mom, and I’m going to take her advice: put it in time out and bring it to her house to fix it.
Moms are the best. We’ll see how this saga ends soon.