Jul. 12th, 2010 05:22 pm
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It's when you supremely, royally fuck up a sewing project that you thank Jesus for being a compulsive fabric hoarder so that at least you have other shiny stuff to fall back on.

I'll be so glad when all this is over!
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This post at jezebel.com got me thinking about my own adventures in domesticity. I never took a "real" home ec course (I opted for typing in junior high, which did me a lot more good in the long run, and my high school electives were choir and foreign language), but I remember summer school courses in sewing and cooking. What amazed me was how many people (probably 90% female) commented that they couldn't cook at all or even sew on a button. I'm not going to get into the feminist arguments about gender roles, etc., but come on -- not being able to sew on a button? Or make a hard-boiled egg? Really? How does that make a statement about anything except you probably spend way more on dining out and tailors than you probably should?

I also stopped to pat myself on the back, because I moved out when I was nineteen and took the whole running a household thing very seriously -- studied cookbooks, made grocery lists, the whole thing, all while going to school full-time and working part-time. My mother didn't teach me much about cooking because she was too busy working full-time and raising us to conduct Cordon Bleu courses in the kitchen. But teaching myself was probably a good thing, since I learned that cooking competently (I'm not talking chef-level here, of course) pretty much requires that you follow directions and watch the timer and not all that much else. Same with sewing -- I learned some hand-sewing techniques and embroidery when I was in elementary school, but it wasn't until I was college-age and got into costuming that I decided to teach myself how to do that stuff because I wanted pretty costumes like everyone else in my group (they costumed for SCA and science fiction conventions, mainly). Some of it was really tough (you try reconstructing a bustle dress from Phantom of the Opera when you haven't made anything more complicated than a wrap dress), but it was worth the effort. I ended up with some amazing costumes and a bunch of awards from local, regional, and even international competitions.

Not that I do much with any of that these days. But at least I know I can make my own curtains if necessary. :-P

I don't know exactly what this post is about, except that there's no shame in having these skills. I think they make you self-sufficient and independent. Of course I've taken things to the tailor when I can't be arsed to do the alterations myself. The difference is that I could do them if I wanted to save myself that 20 bucks. And that, kids, is where the power lies.
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I'm too tired to write much. Suffice it to say that I had a really great time, partied a good deal, and attended some very valuable and illuminating panels on both the craft and business of writing, so it was all good.

Snape was a huge hit. Behind the cut is one of him and one of the both of us (my costume is entirely extrapolated...I went as Prof. Sinistra, the Astronomy professor, who's mentioned in the books but who you never actually see. It was the best I could do in the limited time I had left after Snape ate my life).

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Your Personality Profile
You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant. Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle. You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs. For you, comfort and calm are very important. You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection. You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong.

Not that I really believe these things most of the time, but....

In other news, Snape is just about finished. I'd actually be completely finished if it weren't for the fact that I'm forcing Erik to contribute to his own costume by making the fabric-covered buttons (my fingers just aren't up to it). But after I get the buttons on the one pant leg and add the two to the jacket that were needed just because he's so long in the torso, I'm finished!

For now, I'm making a cape for me. I forgot how much I hate sewing on velvet. ;-)
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Oh, I am so irritated. I have tons of black faille that I purchased for Snape's robe (because my friend Darren, who saw the actual costume on display at Warner Brothers a few years back, said that's what they were made out of)...and I CAN'T USE IT!!! Technical problem, m'dears -- the faille has a sort of ridged pattern running through it, but unfortunately it runs ACROSS the fabric and not down the length of it. This wouldn't be a problem when making a robe for someone of my vertically challenged stature, but for hubby, who's about 6'4" in his sock feet, it's a whole other ball of wax. So the next best thing is black silk noil (raw silk), but it's tough to find downtown. So I just ordered an 11-yard bolt and am having it sent by two-day air, thus setting me back almost $65 when I've been trying to save money for Worldcon. This sucks balls. AND I won't be able to do anything with it until the #$@!! fabric gets here, which won't be until Thursday. Bah!

And Erik wonders why I have a hard time sleeping at night. Because I am FRIGGING STRESSED!!!!!
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I'll probably take the Slytherin shields off because they're just a leetle too busy, but I figured I might as well reap some of the benefits of having a paid account besides having a gazillion icons to play with.

Expect this page to change a lot over the next few weeks. (It's just me...I am always possessed by the need to customize my environment. Hence the mood lighting, water fountain, and candle in my office at work [aka the "Zen sanctuary"]).

Feeling less...annoyed today. Although the fact of not being able to get out of the grocery store w/o dropping at least a hundred bucks is starting to bug me.

Erik's muslin for his Snape costume is done, so I can cut into the wool some time this week. And can I tell you how unappealing the idea of working with yards and yards of black wool is when it's a hundred degrees (literally) outside??!

Oh, well. At least I'm not the one who has to wear it.

Thirty-eight days and counting. Luckily I sew quickly.


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