That wasn't the plan. I've been working on a long cardigan from the first issue of My Image and I'm close to finished, so I decided to take a break and rummage around to see if I could find an appropriate fabric for the next piece of my 1912 wardrobe, the striped blouse pictured here.
I didn't need to use a stripe, but I wanted to - I love that the stripes are vertical on the front and horizontal on the side. And I think, though I'm not sure because I haven't muslined it yet, that because there's no shoulder seam and the piece curves, the stripes might actually go diagonal on the back. How cool would that be?
Deep stash, you'll understand, is the stuff not on the shelves, it's the stuff so old, so obscure, out-of-style, or pretty but without purpose, that it lives in random containers in a wardrobe closet in my workroom. For those who commented on my recent admirable fabric-rolling and questioned whether that was all my fabric, the answer would be, "no."
This, the fabric closet of doom, is all my fabric. Except for the fabric that's in 3 vintage trunks also in the workroom, but I'm pretty sure I know what's in them. This was the mystery fabric.
For those who have really large stashes, or old stashes (or both), you'll understand - digging through deep stash is like excavating your own past. Every piece I pulled out was a memory, who and where I was when I acquired it. In some cases it's a memory of my grandmom's or my aunt's stash.
The second fabric is a bit more recent, I'd say later 80s. Real silk this time, dupioni without too much texture, a nice warm ivory with a light orange stripe. I bought it because even though I had no idea what I'd use it for, I loved that it wasn't the usual jewel tones I saw in dupioni, and I thought it might have a purpose.
|I haz a bellyache|
Also - all you cat people out there, fingers, toes and claws crossed for my little fat man, Archie, who has to take a trip to the vet tomorrow. It's probably something minor, except that he's 11 years old and 27 pounds, which will complicate anything else that might be going on.