It’s the middle of the day and I’m in bed with hot water and lemon. I’m not sick; I’m just letting my mind wander as I take a break from blood-boiling bureaucracy. I don’t have time for righteous indignation during the semester since my whole life descends into a jumble of lists and schedules. Best take advantage of the privilege now, I guess.
In an effort to cool off, I’m trying to figure out whether I’ll get a job-job after graduation or if I’ll apply to law school and/or grad school. I’m fantasizing about personal statements and interviews. I’m trying to figure out what all to pack for this week. (I had my own apartment in New Haven and packed everything, but now I live with three other girls and am determined to only bring six weeks worth of stuff.) I’m trying not to think about whether student health insurance is worse than freelancer’s insurance, as nobody wins in that game. You know what else I’m thinking about? My muslin. (Beautiful segue, I know.)
This is Vogue 8723. A very easy pattern, indeed. (Though I didn’t line the muslin.) I put this on last night and asked my mum what she thought. I quote, “That color looks lovely on you, dear.” Me: “It’s just a muslin. I’m going to rip it apart in a few hours. Do you have any notes on fit?” Her: “Why wouldn’t you wear that outside? It looks darling. Except for the straps. What’s with the straps?”
Sigh. I wonder how sew-speak sounds to non-sewers (or rank beginners). The other day she told me she really liked a fabric in my stash. I said it was just fabric for a muslin. She commented on how she’d never felt cotton muslin so soft. Gadzooks! (Hey, I’m bringing it back.) I worry about her projects when I leave.
8723 is plain and pretty. I think that fabric choice will be key. I’m always worried about skidding into to twee territory. I like full-skirted dresses and fun prints so it’s very difficult to not look like I’ve lifted my look from a six-year-old’s closet.
I’m off to a) finish my McCall’s 6503 muslin, b) cut out the fashion fabric for both dresses, and c) find some mustard yellow wool suiting for a pair of cropped trousers. Exciting stuff.