Dude, Gentle Reader, check out my new ballet skirt:
Here’s the story with this skirt:
It came into my life in about 1997, in the form of one of those kinda shapeless, short-sleeved, shoulder-padded matronly early-90’s dresses, hanging there on the rack in the thrift shop. I totally fell in love with the fabric. It’s just a poly crepe but the weight and the nubbliness of the texture and the way the print is laid on, I just totally heart it. So I bought the awful dress and took it apart and used the awesome fabric to make this:
Ok so you already know the ending, this dress eventually (like, yesterday) gets taken apart and recut into my new ballet skirt, but before you go all feeling sorry for this little dress let me assure you, this dress and I had some good times together in the late 90’s. Some Good Times. This dress was a hot little number.
But see, the thing is, I totally threw this thing together during exam week or something, I used to have a really bad habit of starting time-consuming non-school-related projects during exam week, and, you know, summer was coming so this dress was hot hot hot but not well made. Raw seams. Folded seams (wtf?!). Seams everywhere seriously this thing was pieced all to hell. Uneven gathering. Didn’t even bother lining the front of the skirt, damn thing just had a hanging panel sort of a lining thing in the back.
So once I started working professionally I had to stop wearing this dress because when you are a pattern maker people ask you all the time if you made what you are wearing and if the answer is “yes”, it better look good ’cause, like, that’s your résumé right there.
But yeah. We had some good old times, me and this dress.
And then it hung in a closet. And then it went in a bag. And then it got put on a shelf.
And you know clothes that aren’t worn aren’t really clothes anymore. They’re more like art or whatever.
And then one day my baby took a nap, and I took it down and took it all apart and figured out which pieces were useable and started pinning:
And then my baby took another nap and I got all the pieces together and trimmed the hem relatively even and hemmed it and made the waist band and ties out of a scrap of plain black crepe chiffon because there just wasn’t enough self fabric and nothing in my ribbon box looked quite right and the original ties at the back of the dress were too jankity.
Note: I’m not writing this up as a tutorial because I don’t recommend doing this. Only a crazy person would become so obsessed with a fabric that they recut and fifteen years later, re-recut.
Here’s the back view!
Check it out, I didn’t even iron that mess. But the construction is impeccable!!!!!
And here’s a detail, you can see that yummy yummy print, and the front overlap which I cut with a corner instead of your more typical gentle curve.