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lace + silk chiffon: criminal minds

I’m going to call this my Project Runway make, because I finished it in the four hours I had free Sunday. Down-to-the-wire sewing is of course de riguer on that jammy, and if season 8 is any indicator, peeps are constantly choosing silk chiffon. Much to Michael Kors dismay. That was my weapon of choice to pair with this chartreuse cotton lace, for one of my hopefully two (!) March Lace makes. Both fabrics are deliciously drapey, and this is my first time working with either! That also seems to be a recurring them on le PR…much, again, to The [...]

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An Alien Fabric

And here endeth the outdoor shots for this particular post.  IT IS FRIGID OUTSIDE, even for my snow foolery behind.  And although there’s a lovely amount of wool in this Caroline Herrera yardage (similar

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Woeful in Wool Novelty

Do you see that face?  That is the face of a girl who thinks she has the perfect outfit planned for the day, and therefore left a scant thirty minutes to shoot pictures AND get dressed to go out the door to pound the NY audition pavement, and who just saw the view-screen of her Canon in broad daylight and realized SHE WAS ALL KINDS OF WRONG. On this particular Tuesday, I was destined to play a high powered attorney and a CFO. Separately.  Although the first character probably could have played both, she had the stones for it.  I [...]

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King Of Leather

    Last Tuesday, the debonair and ever entertaining Kenneth King shared his knowledge of working with leather and suede with a group of sewists at Mood’s NY locale.   What.  A. TREAT.  Leave aside the fact that I could listen to this man talk about cardboard for ninety minutes…he covered enough about this enormous topic to make us all feel like paying Dmitry in leathers a visit straight after.     I had no idea leather was so…manipulable.  Is that a word?  I don’t feel I should call it manipulative, as I don’t think it’s trying to control my [...]

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the blogger boucle

One busy afternoon at Mood, The Police were playing. Kway and I discussed the awesomeness of this giant among rock bands. Greats bands are like a marriage, he said, some end, but after they’ve had kids. Then when it’s over, you say, yeah, they got divorced. But those are some beautiful kids. I suppose that’s what it’s like with this boucle. Or at least, the idea of this boucle. We had an affair for over two months before I finally divorced myself from my original vision of it. Ruggy would catch me standing in the middle of the room, hugging it: what are you doing? Really [...]

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A Wintry Knit Bloom

On the day after Christmas, in the land of Ruggy’s birth, it snowed.  And snowed, and snowed.  So naturally I jumped into my second version of By Hand London’s Elisalex Dress and ran outside to play. It seemed the perfect backdrop for Betsey Johnson’s technicolor print.  As usual I was in the jersey aisle at Mood, and I fell in love and snagged a yard of this beauty.  The weight is perfection, the colors are edible.  My intention was to make more leggings.  However, when I pulled out my ginghers, the bright happy flowers screamed OONA!  Are you really going [...]

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Hanging in the Stretch Aisle

I wrote a bit about this dress last week on my blog; it was giving me fever and I was not happy. Mainly, I’m mad at myself. I did everything I could to second guess this pattern, the Elisalex Dress from By Hand London. I made my usual modifications on the fly, thinking I’d head problems off at the pass. Turns out, this baby fit me right out of the exceedingly lovely box. (I’m talking about the packaging, folks, soon to be drooled over on my blog–these patterns are something you’ll want to display in your room, totally bookshelf worthy.) [...]

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Material Girl

These are my new comfy Do Everything work clothes. They’ve been worn trekking to the subway five o’clock in the morning, at the ballet barre five o’clock at night, and the home bar straight after. Happy work, all, deserving of something more than beat up jeans and pilly yoga pants. Although I already had leggings on the brain, I must place the 80s vibe of said leggings squarely on the shoulders of Mood. Hits from that pop-piest of eras were blasting the day I strolled in, and I gave in completely to the invitations from A-Ha! and Duran Duran. There [...]

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Of Feathers, Frocks And Fabulousness

The feathers, they are done. DONE! I scream from the mountaintop. I am Captain of Mount Accomplishment! Never has Ruggy been so inundated with my trumpeting! On occasion, I know if I begin a hairbrained project, it will turn out the way I expect it to. In this case, I had a completely botched muslin of a wiggle dress, made from a stashed medium weight satin, I believe. This thing was overworked to death. For weeks, I thought I could wrangle it into a skirt and get something out of all that work, but the idea of measuring and slicing [...]

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