I promised Kitty I would make frocks as penance for missing our blogaversary. In a rare fit of over achievement, I made three (well, two and a half since one still needs straps)
1) Cherryspot - I cut this one out last week and sewed it on Saturday:
- another version of the 1970's Style 6388, with the straight skirt from Vogue 9668 frankensteined onto it.
2) New Look 6557 View D with straight skirt from New Look 6699 instead of the full skirt.
This is in honour of my recent visit to Assisi - it is St Francis in all sorts of poses with his friendly sheep, wolves, goats etc. When I got it Kitty reckoned it looked like he was standing on clouds of algae, which is quite true if you look.
3) (or 2 1/2) - Style 6388 View 3 (without the band) out of some lovely black cotton broderie anglaise with a lovely border that I used for the top and the skirt hems. I haven't decided if I am going to line it or just wear different coloured slips underneath (it is seethrough without one, being broderie anglaise).
The material isn't really suitable for straps, so I will have to find some lace or grosgrain ribbon or something else suitable.
oo all excellent frocks! St Francis of course is spectacular! And the broderie is lovely, what a lovely border. The black cherry spot is va va voom!
ReplyDeleteI love the St Francis fabric. You've had a very productive weekend. If I don't get a move on, I'll be wearing the same three dresses in Dressember!
ReplyDeleteOh my goodness, when I left you on Saturday there were bolts of cloth. Now there are whole garments! You are a SEWING MACHINE! Hang on, that doesn't sound quite right.
ReplyDeleteWell done! So equipped for Dressember, you are. Broderie is very nifty.
Does the broderie positively have to have straps?? Very beautiful as is! (Do you own any colourful strapless slips?)
ReplyDeleteThe broderie does look pretty as is, but for me it needs straps - the bosom-covering part is a little on the narrow side.
ReplyDeleteAdded to that, I never feel secure with strapless tops unless they are boned to the max... I don't know how people keep 'em up! (Well, probably with their bosoms, but you know what I mean)