“Something Warm Please?” Skirt
Fabric Black and white tweedy woolly stuff – it’s been in my stash so long I can’t remember what it is, where it came from or what it cost.
Pattern The BurdaStyle Sewing Handbook Skirt
Year c 2011
Notions zipper, black lace
Time to complete About three hours (plus the three months it was sitting there waiting to be finished)
First worn Last week
Wear again? Already have!
Total price Everything came from my stash, no idea what it cost originally, probably not much.
I’m afraid I chickened out of last week’s challenge. I did manage to sew something summery and un-seasonal. I had also planned to get outside and get some decent photos for a change, but when it came down to it I just couldn’t face it. I do not like the cold. People who choose skiing over sunbathing baffle me. The garment I made was also slightly too small and I will only wear it again if I manage to shed a couple of layers of insulating blubber, so I decided to chalk it up to experience and move on to this weeks challenge. With last week’s fail in mind I went through my (huge) pile of UFOs looking for something warm to make. Ideally something I could wear for outside photos without my skin turning a corpse-like shade of blue.
I cut this skirt out in November for the BurdaStyle handbook challenge, then put it on hold when things at my work started to get manic. I chose the version by Erin from dressaday as my starting point. It is a bit longer than the other variations, misses out the overskirt and it has pockets – always a bonus. This was easily one of the simplest things I have ever made, and no adjustments AT ALL! Seriously, I could knock this up in an hour or two now I have traced the pattern. I added two strips of lace around the bottom as without them it looked a bit boring. With hindsight I think for my version the pockets would have been better in the side seams, but I can still see myself wearing this a lot.
The photos were taken at The Grove Ferry, a lovely pub on the river just outside Canterbury with proper fires and the best fish and chips ever. Don’t be deceived by the sunshine, it was freezing, hence my pained expression in most of these pics. Not that you’d know it from looking at my children, who were running around shedding clothes as quickly as I could re-dress them. They obviously take after their father, whose idea of heaven would be an Antarctic expedition. Luckily we got the photos done just before the snow arrived. Today we have about 10cm. I realise that is not that impressive by most people’s standards, and I am in awe of those of you who posed outside in swimwear last week, but it is enough to send me into hibernation.