my new friend

The holiday season is in full swing in this house and the itch to get the Christmas making underway is definitely on my mind throughout most days.  So, with all that, I'm so very thankful for my new friend, Naomi the Janome.  (Yes, I named my new sewing machine...who doesn't?!?)  She's beautiful and we are quickly becoming close friends.  You may be wondering how Naomi came to be in my life...well, don't worry...I'm about to tell you...

You see, this past Saturday, I finally had a day with little to nothing that I had to do and I was so very excited to spend a good chunk of the day sitting at my sewing machine.  With this baby on the way, there have been several sewing projects in the works and several more on the to-do list, and so the thought of sewing for hours while Christmas music played and Christmas lights lit up the house, sounded absolutely heavenly.  So, to my machine I went!  However, after about 30 minutes of sewing, a gear on my dear old 1967 Singer Stitch & Sew broke.  Now, I've had many a gear break on me with this machine over the past several years and I've become quite good at replacing them and resetting the timing.  And while I've thought many times that it would be lovely to have a machine that didn't give me so much trouble, it has been hard to imagine not using my dear old beauty.  She has become very dear to me, as I taught myself how to sew on her and she helped me sew my wedding dress and most of Baby's quilt (still in the works!), not to mention all the many, many other creations we've made together over the years.  However, with Baby's soon approaching arrival, I had been strongly considering getting a new machine in order to make my sewing experiences more efficient and more pleasant.  About a month ago I finally decided that it was time and so I started saving a bit of money and added "Sewing Machine Funds" to my Christmas lists.  

Then, when I wound up with a broken gear and a whole open day ahead of me on Saturday...I found myself rather upset about the timing of it all.  It is crunch time for Christmas making and Baby will be here in just 3 short months!  Not to mention, I had been so very excited to make things!  Sad, I was, very sad.  There may have even been some tears (which may or may not have been brought on by pregnancy hormones).  So, I busied myself with other little projects around the house, trying not to let it ruin my lovely Saturday.  But then my sweet, sweet husband came home and brought with him my new friend Naomi--the exact sewing machine that I had been looking at and all as a "just because" gift from him.  More tears flowed at this point.  A new sewing machine?!?!?!  For me?!??!?!  Oh, dear.  I was (and still am) ecstatic!  

For now, my dear old Singer is tucked safely in her table and Naomi is sitting gracefully on a cutting board on top of her.  The difference between the two machines is amazing!  Naomi sews so smoothly and quickly and the way she winds a bobbin is quite impressive!  I must admit...I have a bit of a crush on her... Over the past few days, we've managed to make quite a bit of headway on that baby to-do list.  It feels fabulous!!  I am so very thankful for her and even more so for my wonderful husband.  He is so generous, thoughtful, and loving.  I'm blessed to have a man who knows me so well and who supports my hobbies and me so completely.  I love you a bushel and a peck, my dear.  Thank you for making me feel like a queen. 

my wedding dress

I've dreamed about my wedding since the day I first understood what the word wedding meant.  Every sleepover I had in elementary school and junior high was filled with giggles and innocent dreams about that day and all that it would hold.  The dress, of course, was one of the most important thoughts.  Would it be long and flowing?  Would the veil cover my face?  Would the dress sparkle in the candlelight??  I was a dreamer and for as long as I can remember, these thoughts have filled my mind.  

Once the reality of wedding bells grew closer, though, I began to realize that the dreams in my head of that perfect dress were going to be hard to satisfy.  You see, I'm rather picky when it comes to clothes.  This is mostly due to my love for vintage clothing, especially dresses from the 1950's.  When I picture the perfect dress in my mind, I see a full skirt with a fluffy petticoat peaking out from below the hem.  As I began to think through what type and style of wedding dress I really wanted to have, I began to realize that it was going to be very hard to come by, especially with my rather limited budget.  

So, I came to the only decision that made sense:  I decided to make my own dress. 

Now, at the time I was a novice seamstress, at best.  I had made a few aprons with full bodices, a couple simple dresses, a skirt, and a few random other things.  But, you see, I have this philosophy on life that if it's possible to make it myself, then, by golly, I'll make it myself!!  Because, you see, up until the last sixty years or so, women often made their own wedding dresses (or their mothers/grandmothers made them) and I do so despise the fact that we are losing the art of sewing in our society.  So, with all that in mind, I figured, it couldn't be that hard---I could, and would, figure it out.  And, so, I did! 

I found a picture of a vintage dress pattern, that I absolutely adored and a few pictures of wedding dresses that had a similar feel and I used them all as inspiration for my design.  (The sources for these images are long forgotten.  My apologies!)  I was able to use the picture of the back of the vintage dress pattern to give me an idea for the amount of fabric I would eventually need.  

I then ordered my fabric online, which took a lot of searching to find just what I was looking for! The sheer overlay ended up coming from an Etsy store based out of China and the main fabric of the dress I found at Joann.  

Then came the most challenging part--designing the pattern.  As I sat in my chilly apartment that winter and stared at my sketches before me, I regretted all of the times that I had thought that fractions were a waste of time...I decided through this designing endeavor that my future children will learn the practicality of fractions.  They are rather necessary in so many of the projects I find myself doing! 

After the initial pattern was designed and cut out of tracing paper, I got to working making my first sample dress out of an old white sheet.  

Although I thoroughly documented this entire process, I unfortunately lost the majority of the pictures in an unexpected phone crash right before the wedding.  Out of all of the pictures I lost, the ones of my dress were the most disappointing.  

After the white sheet dress was finished, I made a few adjustments and then started on the second sample, this one was made out of an adorable vintage sheet set with bright yellow flowers that I had slept on for years at our beloved cabin.  I ended up wearing that dress for my family bridal shower, which was perfectly delightful!  Those photos were also lost. Boo. 

Then, about a month before the wedding (Hah!!! Yikes, is right!!), I started on my actual wedding dress.  It came together rather quickly and I was so happy with the pattern tweaks that I had made along the way.  The final product was exactly what I wanted.  It fell to the perfect spot on my legs, it twirled just right, and I felt my absolute best in it.  

I also made my hair piece and veil, which were by far the easiest parts of the project, but they added just the right amount of vintage flair and feathered spunk to my full ensemble (especially when paired with my mustard pumps)!  Oh, I did so love how everything turned out!!

Now, I as I said earlier this week, I wanted to write about our wedding as a way to inspire.  I realize that the majority of the brides out there are not going to make their own dresses, and that's honestly not why I'm writing about this.  I am sharing it with you, though, to help you think outside of the box.  My dress, shoes, and accessories ended up costing me less than $200.  I made everything except my jewelry (a pearl necklace and earrings, which my mom had bought me for my 18th birthday) and my shoes, which I found online after months of searching.  The point is, when you stop to think about it, there are lots of ways to get creative with weddings and any event, for that matter.  Why spend so much money for something that so many people end up sealing away in a box and sliding under their bed?!  

For me, I couldn't do it.  So, I figured out an alternative.  And as for storing that lovely dress of mine?  It hangs in the closet of our spare bedroom so that each year, when our anniversary comes 'round, I can pull it out, put it on, and let my husband twirl me around our living room with our wedding songs filling the air with their sweet, sweet melodies.  

a yolk blouse

I had big plans this summer of sewing up a storm!  However, as most of my creative plans go, there has been very little sewing happening in this house over the past couple months.  With August now upon us, the itch to make things and check things off my list has grown and I've found myself sitting in my sun room, as I call it, many times over the past two weeks either making plans, or making things!  It's been lovely!

This week, I finished a yolk blouse for myself!  It turned out exactly how I wanted it to and I'm throughly pleased with the result!  I created the pattern based on a simple yolk dress that I've had for several years.  It was fun to take something that fits me so well and adapt it to make a different article of clothing.  The fabric was a lovely cream and green vintage floral that my brother gave me for my last birthday.  Such a thoughtful gift!

It's so fun to see dream up something in my head and then be able to wear it just a few days later!  It's also been good to spend multiple hours in my sewing area, while listening to chickens cluck in the garden and yard just outside the window.  I truly am soaking up these last few weeks of my summer break!