Very well done, your blog post! Really beautiful in the whole composition. The choice of your images, the photography itself, the subject (leggings), the little words between the photos, the remnants of the cut fabrics and the threads, everything rhymes with the whole. Your question at the beginning, engaging your reader right away, you made this blogpost with a lot of attention to detail and aesthetic, just like the actual sewing work.
To answer your question, as a child I admired this skill so much and to me tailors were demigods, haha! :D My sister and mother gave me a sewing machine a good 25 years ago, I had taken a course then but dropped it. I started again about five years ago and haven't been able to stop since.
Just like you, I've always loved going to flea markets to buy my clothes and now I can change the things I like in terms of fabric but where the cut doesn't fit. I often buy extra large things, unravel the seams and then make something new out of them. I made a 20s dress out of my husband's trousers and an old skirt, it was a lot of piecing together, but that's what I found challenging.
Here you can see the result. In the meantime I have made a few changes to the dress.
How wonderful, I will continue to follow your blog! :) Greetings from Germany!
Thank you!! That was wonderful to read! I am already having fun putting it all together, but getting such a reply is really inspiring me to keep going, which is awesome!:)
Its so cool to hear your approach and way, I am always looking for the oversized pieces too, you start to appreciate every bit of fabric, when you put the garment back together:) and also using your husbands trousers (my first upcyclings were the shirts of my man) especially I find it pretty cool to turn rather "masculine" garments into more likely "feminine" ones. Kind of shifting the identity of the piece.
That dress, looks awesome! I just had a quick look at your article about it (off to read it after this...)
Have a good evening!
I like everything that has had an owner. Whether it's an old flat, a car, furniture or even a piece of clothing. It has a history, even if I don't know it. The ghosts of the previous owners are in the things. HaHa! Or at least that's what I like to think. The tinkering and the doing, the mental and physical occupation of tailoring gives me just as much pleasure. I am just mighty proud to see something homemade in front of me, the result of a process from start to finish. When do you have that in this modern world where everything depends on everything else and where ready-made things can be bought on every corner? But I certainly wouldn't want to miss it. Without these finished things, I couldn't make a single piece of clothing. Making a sewing needle alone would be an impossibility.
I hope you enjoyed the post.
You too have a good evening.
Yes I did enjoy your post!
I love how you talked about all the background of you stile-inspiration and the Epoche!
...imagining those stories. And then you transform them and put different ones together and create a whole new story collaging the old ones and adding your own.
For sure making the needle yourself, it gets onto another path (fish bones?) mad if you think that you could somehow make everything yourself... but for some tings I am happy that they are there and I dont have to bother:)