This is the dress that Ruggy made.
No really, though he didn’t stitch an inch of it, it wouldn’t have happened without him. (And by the way, he has sewn, I’m talking wooly welt pockets and silk skirts, but that’s a subject for another time.)
When I came home with this riot of peach and black batting-filled quilted poly organza, I laid it out on the floor and laughed and laughed. RUGGY! I guffawed. THIS IS GOING TO BE THE BEST WINTER PROM DRESS EVER!
I took his bemused silence as total acceptance.
However, as things progressed, he found his voice.
The bodice for this dress, Vogue 8874, came together in quick fashion…the first time around. Ruggy eyed the peachy, puffy bodice on my dressform and finally spoke up. Is that really what you want?
IS IT? You decide. Mmmm. LUMPY. One lump or two? My lovely Lady lumps! I could go all day.
The first bodice was scrapped, and the pattern altered to allow for black boucle on top, quilty goodness on bottom. Now, I snagged an armload of this peachy stuff for a ballgown, with no additional yardage in mind, so I had to get creative on the top. Articles of clothing had to be sacrificed. I took two old MSN projects that suffered from maniacal overfitting (here, and here) and turned them into something wearable.
At least, in a Kalkatroonaan closet.
In a shocking turn of events, Ruggy requested MOAR BOTTOM, “to really allow for that classic line,” and was I ever happy to oblige. I had more than enough yardage to add a drop waist crinoline of sorts…even after I had to recut the front skirt.
Oh yes, the pattern calls for a seam right down center front. I did as I was told and carefully gathered the giant five piece skirt to the new, underlined bodice, pressed and bound and catchstitched my seams…and once again Ruggy Gunn gave my dressform the side eye. Do you really want a seam down the front?
No. But the pattern calls for it.
You’re better than a pattern, babe.
CHARMER. HAND ME MY SEAM RIPPER.
(Want one of your own? THE DRESS NOT THE GUY. HE’S MINE, YO. Here’s a lovely quilted choice that’s more class and less Prince circa 1987.)