Remember when I was scheming a handsome little suit? I got far enough to cut it out, complete the first step, become intimidated and bored, and then let it sit on my shelf for six months. I figured I’d better make a go of it again before he grows out of it, which turns out, won’t be a while because it drowns him. I sized the pattern down a size (audibal groan), but I’m glad because now he can sport it all year long (especially next Winter).
The deets: I should get a badge that’s fastened to a trophy that’s dangling from a ribbon for my all-time greatest squeak job. I repurposed a really weird pancho that someone gave me and squeaked out EVERY single usable peice. I LITRALY (Parks and Rec moment) willed there to be enough fabric by sure will-power, and had nothing but shreds left. It was a proud moment. I actually didn’t have enough for the pockets so I subbed corduroy, added elbow patches to tie it in (and because they’re adorable), and actually had to do a sneaky piecing job on the inside. I think the corduroy adds a lot.
I used Kwik Sew 3697, and only had to buy some matching thread. I really like how it turned out, but I gotta say, boy-sewing is not nearly as fun as girl-sewing, and I really have a hard time keeping up my sew-stamina. I’m just never really psyched-out-of-my-mind to put in a breast pocket, you know? And it also seems that boy-sewing is always a little more technical without the rewards of little trendy embellishments or detailing. And also let’s be honest, it’s a whole lot harder to wrestle a little boy into something you’ve made than a girl. Twinkle has been known to just hang out naked by my sewing machine waiting to throw on
whatever I’m making, hot of the press. What do you think? Do you enjoy one more than the other? Am I unfairly/ignorantly playing favorites?