The problem with me and projects (of any description) is that I’m terribly good at starting them enthusiastically but considerably less good at actually managing to finish them, even when the said projects really don’t require that much finishing. As such I have one lot of bodice facings and two hems to sew before I consider it worth persuading my brother into donating some of his time to a small photo shoot. Excuses excuses. I know.
In lieu, then, and in the spirit of Fi’s latest post, I am going to show you some photos of fabric which has recently come into my possession because it makes me happy, at least!
The first set of fabrics were passed on to me at the start of the summer by a neighbour whose mother was clearing out her attic in preparation for moving into a home. The neighbour knew that I’d taken up sewing, so very kindly passed it on in the hope that it would be put to good use.
Here’s one lot. The colours are mostly darker than that in reality but they are clearer to photo like that. With the exception of the black suiting material (second from bottom), they’re all thick, wool-type material. I say wool-type ‘cos I don’t know exactly – the chances have got to be that they’re polyester composite or something of that variety. Even the suiting material is thicker, albeit a bit coarser than some, and if there’s enough of it then I envisage making a skirt out of it for when I am required to look smart In The Real World. Either way they’ll probably all end up as outer garments because as well as being of a more suitable weight for that, most of them would be pretty itchy next to the skin.

The other bag contained much lighter weight materials. There were two or three white/ creams cottons, which while fairly unremarkable will be useful nonetheless, if only with which to make muslins (tester garments). There was some beautifully soft stretchy cream stuff, texture not dissimilar to that of flannel, which may become a top in its own right but which is probably destined to provide a lining for something else.
And then there were the three fabrics pictured on the left. From top to bottom: a cream polyester, with sheeny lines in it; a cream/ off-white textured material which feels a bit like linen; and some simple, printed cotton in a pale grey-blue. I envigase making shirts/ blouses out of all three of these. Provided they work out, of course, I’m quite looking forward to actually looking smart in something for once! I’ve realised that the reason that I never do is that my clothes don’t fit properly – the waistline, bust darts etc. are always in the wrong place so it looks worse than if I had tried to wear something looser and more casual.
Then finally, for the minute, are the following three absolute beauties which I picked up from the remnant basket (!!!)
for a total of £11.80 at my new favouritist shop ever, the UK branch of an Italian fabric business. What you can’t convey about fabric through photos or words alone is how it behaves – its weight, its drape, its precise texture. That’s the difference between fabric qualities, and that, I’ve come to realise, is what sets expensive clothes apart from their cheaper imitations.
Well let me tell you, these fabrics are divine. Absolutely divine (, darling)! The brown stripy one (colours closer to the lower shot) is medium to heavywweight cotton, and has textured stripes going across at about 30° to the grain, giving it a lovely ridged feel and creating slight colour variation in the stripes. The cream backing is incredibly soft to the touch, and I should have enough to make both a skirt and a suit jacket from it, should my skills ever progress that far!
The cherry-coloured fabric is cotton. It’s a soft, thick, close-woven cotton with its grain on the bias, making it ever so slightly stretchy in one direction, as is the third fabric, the pale peach and baby soft knit which I have my eye on for converting into a jumper dress if I can modify some patterns accordingly.
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What I really love about fabric, along with its textures and colours and shapes, though, is its possibilities – it’s potential to be sewn and crafted and all manner of things created from just a flat sheet of material. My Dad has rather patronsingly remarked that this new hobby of mine must be rather theraputic. Even though I slightly resent him putting it in those terms, perhaps he’s right :-)
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