It was my birthday the weekend before last. Quite a significant one as well. And as everyone knows, there are three things a girl wants for her birthday:
1. New Shoes:
Check out my new Clarks desert boot wedges in dark red! They were a present from my lovely boyfriend. They are too nice to wear out of the house. I’ve constructed a small shoe shrine in my bedroom where I can light candles and admire them.
2. A new dress:
It’s the law that you must wear a new dress on your birthday. Two days before mine I remembered this, and had to sew up a Vogue 8728 double quick. It’s made from some John Kaldor viscose/rayon fabric I had lying around.
It’s very fast to sew, but I didn’t exactly finish the insides to a high couture standard. Nobody is going to be exhibiting this dress in a museum in 100 years time, while tourists marvel at the amazing workmanship of ye olde home sewers.
I did manage to make it in a day and a half though (plus one night to cut out the pieces). I spent most of my actual birthday sewing lots of rows of gathers while listening to podcasts, but this is basically my ideal leisure activity so don’t feel too bad for me.
This dress comes out long. I chopped off two inches and sewed a 4 inch hem to get this length, and I’m 5 ft 9 (and a half). I used light fusible interfacing on the midriff, an invisible zip, and shop-bought bias binding because I couldn’t face trying to cut strips of this slippery, fray-prone fabric. Bonus – I think I have enough fabric left to make myself another Sorbetto!
3. And the third thing every girl wants for her birthday?
No, it’s not diamonds, bath salts, or the overthrow of the patriarchy (nice as those are), it’s a brand new Brother 1034d overlocker, of course.
Look how well my new Brother is getting along with Bernie, my Activa 220.
I was too scared to take it out of the box for a week. I don’t know what I was so worried about – threading it is easy! But only after I watched this video, and god bless the lady who uploaded it to Youtube. Someone should give her a medal. I’m still too intimidated to fiddle with all the strange dials on the side of it though.
The fourth significant thing I got for my birthday was a horrendous hangover, but we’ll gloss over that.
Now Christmas can begin! (You may not be aware, but Christmas doesn’t officially start until after my birthday has happened)