So, one of the advantages of sewing is that I can make whatever clothes I want. Sometimes I forget that.
Now, "whatever clothes I want" has limits. It doesn't include, say, a strapless silk taffeta ball gown. But even my current moderate skill level gives me a fair bit of control.
For example, the other day in the garden, I realized that I would really like to be wearing:
- A fairly loose-fitting woven shirt
- in a color or pattern that won't emphasize stains
- made of a coarse-woven linen or cotton
- with three-quarter length drop-shoulder sleeves
- with long tails
- and velcro-closable pockets
- that are lined with light-colored China silk or fine-woven cotton.
See? What are the odds that I could go to a store and demand that? Oh, and I'll stitch down every facing and seam so that nothing flaps around in the wash and I can wear the shirt without having to press it. Because pressing a garden shirt is just silly.
Then there's pajamas. I don't really have any fancy demands for pajamas, other than insisting that they not have those annoying loose lapel-style facings that flap out. For pajamas, I mainly want silliness. I think I want a simple round neckline with a faced band in a contrasting color. And similar outside-facing contrasting cuffs. In circus colors. Imagine Easter-egg blue with a yellow neck facing and cherry red cuffs. Or maybe polka dots should be involved.
And I already made that cooking coat. It's working just dandy, but I need a least one more so I have something to wear tonight while the chicken-scented coat that I wore last night is in the wash.
That is all.
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