I’ve mentioned my Colette Macaron dress a few times in previous blog posts. It’s been in the making since January – I had lots of fitting issues and accidental-holes-in-fabric traumas and the like. I thought I’d finished it at the end of April, when disaster struck. I was trying it on (luckily!) the night before I was meant to wear it to my friend’s wedding, only to realise I’d managed to insert a faulty zip. Cue small panic attack and a last minute outfit change.
I should mention that the snags I had were nothing to do with the pattern, which was very easy to follow. The problems were all my own doing.
Firstly, I decided to swap out the solid cotton yoke for a see through tulle, which meant adapting the pattern accordingly – no facing, figuring out a way to tidy up the seams and so on. Secondly, I managed to cut my fabric pieces out too small. I’m not sure how, and of course, I’d completely shunned the idea of making a toile – zzzzz. Not having enough fabric left to re-cut a larger size, we (and by ‘we’, I mean Dan, my sewing instructor) sorted it out by creating side panels to match the contrasting waistband. Thirdly, I twice (yes, twice) managed to put holes in my fabric and then had to figure out ways of covering up said holes – I had to move my waistband seam up and my neckline down by a few millimetres. Then I had the zip fiasco. It took me a long time to forgive the dress for the endless trauma it had already caused and pluck up the courage to swap the zip with a new one. And once I’d finally fixed that I decided I didn’t like the sleeves. I didn’t like where the shoulder seams were sitting, so I cut the sleeves off and used bias binding to finish the edge.
And ta-da! Finally finished! Ten months later.
What did I learn?
- I am far too heavy-handed with a seam ripper.
- This pattern hacking business is sometimes not as easy as you think it’ll be, especially when you throw in a delicate fabric.
- As much as I dislike the idea, I need to start making toiles of some of my garments (preferebly wearable), especially for anything with a fitted bodice.
So, there you have it – not the most pleasant of sewing experiences, but I learned a lot. I’m finally able to wear my finished dress, ten months after I started it. 😀