Friday, April 30, 2010

to be a fashion designer or not to be

Every now and then, usually after I have had a succesful sewing day, I wonder if I should become a fashion designer.


On the weekend just gone I finished a dress that had been on my model for months! Nothing was stopping me from finishing it, I'm just lazy. The dress started out being from a pattern (I think it is a New Look pattern), but I wasn't happy with how the top sat. So I cut up the top and changed it to what you see below.

It's not absolutely perfect, and I have to pin a brooch over one bit at the front that is a bit iffy, but I'm happy with it. I wore it to work the other day, and no one really said anything, but I felt pretty!

Anyway, it is these small successes that make me wonder "what more could I do". I currently have an idea in my head for at least one dress, probably more. And these are dresses that won't be made entirely from patterns, but from my head.
My plan is to copy onto brown paper a few key pattern pieces that I can re-use and alter (like I did for my one-shouldered dress), but then make most things without an actual pattern.

I have had a look at some different Fashion Design courses you can do, and they all start with Fashion Illustration - which is a problem because I can't draw! But I am going to borrow a book from the library (I'm on the wait list for it) and see if I can learn. If worse comes to worse I can have print outs of figures and then draw the clothes on, that I could do I'm sure!

And then the questions is: do I design things just for myself, or do I try and sell some things....hmmm...watch this space.

Wednesday, April 14, 2010

attacked

Yesterday I was attacked by a huntsman spider!

I was riding my motorbike, and when I stopped I turned my head to the side as I put my kick stand down and noticed something on my shoulder, it was this:

Cue hysteric screaming inside my helmet "agh!! Ahg!!! Oh my god!! get it off, get it off, get it off", obviously all of this was said inside my helmet because there was no one else around!

I tried grabbing the spider, since I still had my gloves on, but I missed it. So I quickly removed my gloves and helmet, all the while thinking "please don't crawl down my neck". I threw my jacket on the ground, found the spider and kicked it off.

It was so scary! And then when I was riding home, after confirming there were no more spiders on me, and locating the original spider to ensure that he hadn't returned, I started to get really itchy on my neck right near my helmet. Cue hysterical visualisations of the spider laying eggs in my helmet, those eggs hatching and eating into my skull.

This turned out to be false. But all in all it was a very stressful episode.

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