Good morrow dear readers, are you OWOPping? I am and I have (foolishly?) chosen to re-visit the pattern and indeed the very garments that I wore for the inaugural OWOP. What pattern could hold such sway I hear you say? Well it’s this: Vogue 1739 (1996). The bleached out looking dress on the right which is,… Continue reading Up, up, OWOP and away!
Nope, not the name of a dodgy new night club… something that I found myself doing yesterday instead of finishing any of the things in my crafty queue. Feels so naughty, like watching telly instead of revising. Anyhoo, since re-discovering my passion for sewing I’ve been pondering what I can usefully do with the piles… Continue reading tubes and strips – part one
There were ups – the beautiful blue skies, the warmth, the Spring flowers, the optimism that I would succeed. There were downs – would I ever take a decent photo of the dresses without a handy helper? What is going on with my hair and why am I pulling that ridiculous face? There was also… Continue reading Oh wow! That was OWOP
This is my favourite version of Vogue 1739. It has a mammoth back story, starting out life as a grown-up version of a Gossypium dress that I made for my daughter. Things that worked in this process – cutting on the bias, which is either in my imagination, or truly does give the dress a… Continue reading Always save the best ’til last
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