I made a couple more of the Imke tops featured in the luscious book Sewing Clothes Kids Loveby Nancy Langdon and Sabine Pollehn. In honor of spring–here in central Florida it was 90 degrees last week, that’s our spring–I made them with short sleeves. The hoodie sports an improvised pocket on the front that turned out a bit crooked: the engineer spouse was not conspiratorial. “You had a GRID to line it up with,” he said, pointing to the stripes on the front, his voice trailing off to a mutter and his brow furrowing. Sigh. I thought about taking the seam ripper to it, but the jersey is so fine and delicate I’m sure the result will be holes, so I left it as is, hoping it exudes a Grunge-y sort of eclectic charm.
The Insa skirt was also a pattern of Sewing Clothes Kids Love. I found an old, old red cotton remnant that was thin, faded in spots, and had a number of scrapes, holes and cuts in it, so I had to cut out the 4 skirt gores one at a time.
I have to say that the patterns and instructions in this book are wonderful. Lots of topstitching and many little flourishes to make this sturdy kidwear.
The underskirt is trimmed with some reflective rickrack I bought on clearance from JoAnn’s after Halloween. The overskirt is half lace and half cotton red skull bandana print. I love the author’s technique for making the overskirt puff up. I hemmed it with a decorative heart stitch. All together, a fun postaweek2011 remnant project for me to sew!
P.S. You know, it’s fun to play the game of getting a bargain. I have succumbed to that marketing psychology that urges people to BUY NOW! because it’s on sale–you might need it, then later it won’t be as cheap! As a result, I know I have more craft and sewing stuff than I currently have need of, although my intentions to use it up are still good. And if I miss out on a great sale, I tend to feel that I’m a bit of a loser. I didn’t get the best price; so, there’s something wrong. But at least I’m playing by the rules. When I see or hear about people shoplifting, switching price tags, butting in line at the cutting counter or cash register to take unfair advantage, it takes the juiciness right out of the bargain victory.
And then there’s all the misery of the other outcome of succumbing to market psychology, the hoarding. Everyone knows someone about whom they can lightheartedly say “Oh, she’s a packrat.” But for some bargain seekers, their hunter-gatherer instinct has gone terribly wrong. I don’t know when I crossed over the line of feeling vaguely uncomfortable having a large fabric stash to feeling like I’m riding around in a Cadillac with the top down on a victory cruise around the fabric store stadium, waving and catching long-stemmed roses thrown to me in tribute of my stash-building prowess. But, I have friends who are worse pack rats than I am. And I have more grandchildren to sew for than they do. That’s my consolation at this point.