Dressed in a Dress - The Sewing Journal

Bow collars pop up in the first row of a fashion scene relatively often. They are loved and presented by luxury brands like Gucci and Saint Laurent. The bow collar can look modest, but it also may be seductive revealing that tiny bit of a collarbone. Feminine and luxurious it brings ’70-s vibes to one's favourite blouse pattern. And this illustrated tutorial will show how to add a bow collar to one's design.

Peau d’ange, Chantilly, Alençon lace and many-many other lace types exist there. Unfortunately, there are no certain rules for every exact lace because everything depends on the tread type, the background and overall quality, but there are some common guides for pattern choice, fabric preparation and sewing techniques for all laces.

Curious faces peer over my shoulder and ask what I am sewing: a silk robe or a negligee. I hear this question for the hundredth time. So I breathe out quietly in a meditative manner and with a mysterious smile, I answer that I’m sewing neither one nor the other. After all, I know that in a dozen stitches I will finish the bohemian kimono, which I have wanted for many years.

In the previous post I wrote about the difference between interfacing and interlining. There I described the fabrics and techniques I used to give this coat shape and support. And now my hands are burning, because it's time to draw a pattern for the inner structure, the Interfacing Packet.

As soon as snow covers the streets, I start to feel an uncontrollable desire to warm myself with at least one new sweater. And every time, as soon as it becomes cold and dark, I start ordering yarn. This year, the yarn did not help. A spontaneous trip to a fabric store for just to have a look ended up with me happily wrapped in a new shaggy piece of eco fur. After a month and a half, it will turn into a fur coat, which will make passers-by turn around.

Here I write about the difficulties of creative search, ponder about creative process and show a week's tailoring, which dragged on for a couple of months and ended with me pacing the Paris pavement and smiling happily to the sunset.