These are the patterns I picked to make this weekend from the HUGE stack of "on deck." I will be muslining both. The Pussycat blouse because I goofed on my last couple of HPs by picking a too-big upper chest size and I don't want to do that again. Plus, the sleeves. My biceps haven't seen 13" since I was 10. I'm also going to make a quick muslin of the skirt (view A, the gray one) to be sure on the length since chopping off at the bottom isn't a good option with the flounce. I've got the blouse muslin mostly cut out. I just have to alter the sleeve and cut it and then I'm ready for ugly sewing.
Coming downstairs to get on the computer, I saw the box with my Fabric Mart order sitting on the kitchen counter, which must have arrived in the last hour. Wow. That was FAST! Wasn't it just Thursday that I straightened out the mysterious credit card problem with my order? I'm not complaining.
I also snuck in yet another Fabric.com order earlier this morning. The sweater knits I received the other day washed up like a dream and I saw they had some moleskin, so I ordered another sweater knit, a taupe moleskin, and just enough other stuff to reach the $35 free shipping level, and used a coupon for 10% off, and OMG my fabric stash is exploding. (Run-on sentence much?) I sat in my sewing room today looking at it and contemplating that at some point fairly soon I'm going to have to pack it all up and move it. Now that will be a chore.
Also this morning I had a little fun in my closet again. I've got a few past favorite garments from when I used to work in Washington, D.C. in the 80s. I was a clothes horse then, with a hefty income for a single girl with no other bills, and paid outrageous amounts for my clothes in the downtown department stores (does anyone remember Raleighs?), so I kept a few just for posterity. They crack me up when I see them every once in a while. Well, today, I tried on 2 of the blouses just to see how I compare in size now to then. They are 1980s size 12. Both pretty much fit, but one is too snug at the hip to button the last button so it technically doesn't fit yet. The other one — well, wait until I press it, get myself photo-ready, and snap a pic. It's very Melanie Griffith/Working Girl, complete with the shoulder pads of the times. But it's so out that it's actually in again, sans shoulder pads. So who knows — I may just end up wearing it one day for real. One of the skirts I saved — well, let's just say that by seeing how teeny tiny the width was on the hanger told me there was no way I was going to be able to zip it today, so I left it on the hanger for another time. But it's definitely motivation to get that teeny tiny again, although crunches will have to be involved for that.
Speaking of closets and wrong-size clothes, do you think donating my self-made clothes that are too big is an option when none of them have size tags? I'm thinking that may be a big problem for a thrift store. But I also want them OUT of my house. My box overfloweth and I don't want any temptation to keep some to remake because while I could, I'm pretty sure I won't.