It's been a while since I secluded myself in a hermitude of fabric and attempted drafting pieces. And here I am, one week from Halloween, with a dress that still needs small details finished (those always take the longest) and a jacket that has only had one muslin with horrific fitting. A muslin is a mock-up of the pattern you are making, which you can only see in the two-dimensional form that you have been provided by whatever company produced said pattern, often in much cheaper fabric than what you intend to make the garment out of. This allows you to see fit problems directly on your body (or your dress form, but I don't have the money for that). My major problem in life is that I can find patterns that will fit my bust and my hips, but they sag and droop on my torso.
I made two muslins for the dress, which really ate up my time, but you know what? It was worth it. It was worth that extra effort, because the dress fits me perfectly and this is even taking into account the fact that I worked with a stretch-woven this time. Polyester, a fabric I've never worked with. I've seen this costume made up in knits far too many times and while there is a certain ease to knits (no binding needed, generally), I wanted a fabric with a little more structure. Also, the bane of my life: I wanted to challenge myself.
This dress, the Misato Katsuragi dress, has proven that sewing dresses is no small feat, especially if one is in the mood for perfection. French seams were essential to appeasing me, a process in which you bind the raw edges by sewing wrong sides together first, trimming that seam, and then turning over to the right sides and sewing the seam again. The jacket may or may not happen, depending on how imperative it is to me to show absolutely no raw edges, even in the facings.
I apologize in advance that this is going to be a post entirely on the sewing process of this costume, but that's where I've been lately. If I had Xenofever in 2013, you could say I am experiencing Evanphilion in 2015. Don't worry, there will be plenty of Nietzsche in the future. ( You"re now in a relationship with the polyester.Collapse )