One of those idioms that I until I come to type it I don’t question. I’m now imagining the literal act of someone catching my eye. Under what circumstances has my eye become free of its socket? Am I grateful that someone has caught it? !Imagination! If you could just stop right there. Things are getting a little too Lear for my liking.
Let us start afresh.
A 1964 jacket pattern with a cover image to intrigue.
I can see inside the collar. How the heck is that constructed? Sealed envelope. Darn. I’ll have to hand some coinage to the man at the seafront ‘Antiques & Craft Centre’.
So that’s it. Captured by collar construction. It’s a puzzling affair of a bias strip folded in upon itself.
I took some pics whilst putting it together, with you guys in mind. You’re most welcome. If I didn’t lose you at Lear, have a look at this, it’s fascinating:
First you fold the short end in and then you fold the entire collar in half lengthways. There is only one collar piece and no interfacing. Naturally I cut two collar pieces because. Because where’s the fun in stressing over too little fabric when you can cut two long, long pattern pieces on the bias from a double layer only to find out later that the collar is constructed from a single piece of cloth. I’m not at all bothered by having done that.
On the hanger:
And on me:
Cold winter light long shot:
This is probably my final #vintagepledge: Thanks guys. After this I will be pledging my allegiance to all things animal: Jungle January IV. Roar!
4 thoughts on “Vintage Jacket – the collar that caught my eye”
I am so glad you did this. I would have been intrigued too. What shame about cutting out too many pieces. I often do that. See you in the Jungle.
Yep, it’s not the first time that I’ve cut the wrong amount of pieces.. I expect that it won’t be the last!
Looking forward to the jungle, I do hope that you have time to take part.
This is GORGEOUS!