Good morning! As you may recall, I lost the battle with the fabric on my first garment, the Kwik Sew 3870. It slid and shifted and left me a hemline unlike any I could ever imagine. So after finishing all but the wonky hem, I stepped away to get my bearings. Keeping in mind that this should have taken about half a day, at long last I have prevailed!
But first, look closely and you’ll see the sleeves surrounding my new best friend, Rip, the trusty seam ripper.
This could be a highly stylistic art piece, couldn’t it? Sleeves representing my arms/hands locked tightly to that little ripper. So profound. But I digress.
During my earlier sewing life, I don’t remember ever creating such a mess, so I was unprepared to deal with it, and it took some studying to figure it out. I researched blogs and tutorials, talked to people in fabric shops, and finally I understood what exactly had caused the hem disaster: my zigzag stitch to finish seams was too small, and too close to the edge, so the fabric bunched up in several spots and raised the hemline where it met the seam. Ugh.
My punishment for sewing so poorly was to remove all those teeny-tiny zigzag stitches on side seams from above the side slit to the hem. And may I add that my thread was a maddeningly perfect match to the fabric. It kept disappearing! Methinks new glasses with adjusted bifocals will be in order very soon.
Here you can see that the top, in all its faded glory, is actually finished. Sorry, picture isn’t great…looking into an old, old armoire mirror, in dimly lit room. Some others taken in a brighter area had better color, but neighbors playing lively Celtic music kept me dancing around too much.
I’ve noticed that most of you make muslins, and sometimes wearable muslins. That’s it! This is a wearable muslin. That was my intent all along, right? So now I must go find fabric for the “real” tunic and dazzle you with my skills.
And all you fine sewists out there, I am in awe of your beautiful seam construction and finishing.