Friggin' do something already...

What have we got here...? What we have here is: one 31-year-old with an itch in her pants to friggin' do something already, one freshly organized work studio that is the pinnacle of said 31-year-old's dreams, one janky old sewing machine, and an idea. Okay, there are actually three janky old sewing machines and half an idea... But anyway, through the over-use of ellipses (that's the "..." thing, it has a name - who knew?), parentheses, and dashes, I'm going to put this half-idea out there and hope that exposing it to the light will make me eff-ing do something about it. Because, kids, I'm done talkin'. I'mmunna start walkin', too, dammit.

This half-idea? To create an entire wardrobe for myself and document the process as I fumble through what I think is an okay understanding of sewing and related techniques.

The hitch? I've mostly only ever sewn really ridiculously massive projects. I cut my sartorial teeth on 1920's period reproduction evening gowns (really, really bad reproductions, but still), learned how to set zippers by making prom dresses (really, um, interpretive prom dresses), and developed my draping and drafting skills through a trio of (not at all simple, and actually pretty decent) wedding dresses for three of my nearest and dearest (yes, that includes me - what?). I am drawn to the epic, the challenging, the nearly impossibly complicated. A glance at something sideways from me turns even really simple things into the epic, the challenging, the impossibly complicated. I repel simple. The thought of, say, hemming pants makes me break out in a sweat. I've never made the ubiquitous wrap skirt. I don't think I've ever used elastic... And, I get bored really, really easily.

So, there you have it. The details of the idea are still a bit vague - hence the halfness of it. The details will most likely be my next post. We need details, yes? Yes.

Peace out,
Ms. May.