Sew, sew, sew. What’s Father Christmas bringing you this year?
My family make lists and stick to them, so I have a fair idea what I’ll be getting. Although Mr Wardrobe likes to go off-liste, so there could be a surprise or two in store. But if money (and science) were no object here’s what I’d like to find under the tree this year:
1. A made-to-measure dress form. With 3D body scanners now in some branches of ASDA, how long will it be before I can step into a scanner and order a dress form that exactly matches me? Then again, I guess you could use it to create pre-altered patterns too, so perhaps I wouldn’t need the dress form.
2. This beautiful Gather Kits Rose Garden Buchanan dressing gown. I’ve been eyeing this up for a while and it’d be perfect for lounging around in the spring pretending I’m the sort of person who gets a lie-in and breakfast in bed on Sundays.
3. A knitting lesson from a left-hander. There’s very little dressmaking you can do on a train, while watching TV or waiting for an appointment so I think there’s space for knitting in my life too. And I get serious craft envy when I see blogs like Kate Davies’. But I don’t know any knitters, and as a leftie, it’s not that easy to learn from YouTube.
4. More time to sew. This is probably on your list too. But with an on-the-go toddler about the house, and even some work to do from time to time, there just aren’t many sewing hours in the day. I probably get around four hours a week, and I usually spend some of that scouting around the web for inspiration and writing about my progress here. So time is definitely tight. Another half a day a week would make a world of difference to my productivity…
5. The perfect trouser pattern. I want to create a pair of flat-fronted trousers with a side or back zip, a simple waistband – possibly just a facing – and a leg shape that will slim my thighs, work with all my shoes and manage to look up to date at the same time. I might have to resort to drafting my own, but if you know of one, please, please, please put me out of my misery. Otherwise I might spend 2015 entirely in my jeans.