oona does it!: THEY KILLED KENNY
you've heard me sing the praises of my vintage kenmore before. marmota, proprietress of marmota's dress diaries and maker of historical clothing, had heard enough about him to throw down the gauntlet:
For the next challenge, I suggest a tribute to your vintage kenmore!
well played, my friend. well played.
let me first say that i'm not even sure this is a kenmore. it's gimbels branded, model 600, with a serial number that reads like an infinite repeating sum. but at some point in my years of ownership, i did some major web digging and decided it was a kenmore. am i right? who can tell. mais, this is kenny.
(he's looking all christmasy here, an old pic had to suffice as i'm away from home. but his bum is still wrapped in pretty paper.)
kenny is the first machine i ever owned. i'd only made cushions with him before i shoved him angrily into a closet. i didn't know his real worth until we returned to NY after my whole learn-to-sew-to-stay-sane-in-LA jaunt. on return, i pulled him out of storage with a jaded outlook. sewing cushions on this 50 pound behemoth was a nightmare. surely he would just be a placekeeper until my featherweight arrived safe and sound.
imagine my surprise when i really took a good look at kenny. he had cams. zig zag. a button holer. 40 different stitches. 3 needle positions. multiple metal feet. and the original manual. what was i thinking, hiding him away?
it was here that ruggy reminded me: i am impatient, and like to make snap and permanent judgements about people, places and things. this is true. i do not discriminate. but i JUDGE. accordingly, when i couldn't learn how to work him in under 15 minutes, it was over for kenny.
so i shoved him in a closet and forgot about him for 7 years.
the same snap judgement goes for this particular burdastyle pattern, the mila dress. when it first came out, i thought it was… well… fugly. the strip down the front cried phallic to me. but, being a patrack of the first degree (see: kenny in attic for 7 years), i downloaded and kept it in my sewing file.
my reasons for pulling it out here were threefold:
the designer was inspired by "summer in the city" (kenny is a new york boy). in my mind it needed a mix of fabrics, which kenny excels at, he likes nothing better than to join lace, double gauze and metal. thirdly, i had big doubts about this coming out right. but kenny has a chin-up, can-do attitude. you'd have to, how else would one keep one's outlook sunny in a 7 year solitary confinement? when i have a doubt, i turn to kenny, he sets his chin, and says: IT'S ON.
aaaaaand guess WHAT. just like my kenny, i fell in love with this initially nixed pattern. i'll probably be making another when i get home.
home. i miss my kenny! sadly, at the moment, it's one of the few things i miss about home. if you didn't notice, them mountains ain't new york. i had to pull a mena and make a few challenges in advance while i'm away in canada. but my dance card has some open slots upcoming… and i'm pretty sure kenny will be raring to go soon as i stomp on NY pavement. he'll have a lot of work ahead of him, making his mistress forget these mountains!