It has only recently come to my attention that the bulk of the clothes I have made in the last year are brown. When did brown become my new black?
If you don't believe me, following along here are some of the highlights of my last year's sewing. See what I mean?
It took years, but I can finally acknowledge that a lot of the colors I like aren’t flattering on me. Blues I can wear, though I don’t have a lot of them in my wardrobe – unless they’re paired with brown. I’ve given up on most reds, pinks, purples – and I can’t wear yellow unless I want to look lemonish myself. But most of the fall colors – greens, tans, browns, golds, rusts, oranges – look good on me. So I guess brown is the black of that category, the color that goes with all the others, and like black, stands well on its own.
Having a limited palette of colors that look good on me makes shopping easier, so long as I obey my own rules. At Patternreview weekend, a few women commented on how well all my fabrics went together, and that’s simply because I’ve finally given up on the colors I can’t wear. (Or not completely, but I’m using up some of my unsuitable colors as linings. Who cares if a purple silk lining makes me look sallow? It’ll look fabulous on the inside of an olive green jacket.)
One of my co-workers, who thinks he has both fashion sense and a sense of humor – and he so doesn't have either – says my wardrobe runs the gamut from dirt to mud. Charming. This from a man who believes the infamous lie "every man looks good in Dockers." And I prefer to think of it as running the gamut from milk to dark chocolate.
I am hoping to move slightly beyond my earth tones. My new plan of operation is that each project I make has to coordinate with the one just cmpleted. So project #1 this year was the brown jacket, followed by the BWOF 2/2007 #113 skirt above, which will be followed by a cream ribbed mock turtleneck from KS 3093 (if I can get the cheap fabric to work - more on that later), then BWOF 6/2007 #126 pants in tan stretch twill, and finally, at #5, is one of the fabulous blouses from the latest issue in a tan/white/pale blue I picked up at Beckenstein's in last year.
When I hit five projects, I’m allowed to start over. I haven’t thought as far as the next series yet. I think having a queue of five in my head is enough for me. The hard part is not cutting out fabric for the next project while I’m still working on the current one, but I know my bad habits, and they include putting one project aside to work on another, and ending up with UFOs all over the place.
My current threat to myself is if something stays a UFO for more than 3 months, I either have to finish it or throw it away. I hate to throw things away.