Being unemployed comes with loads of free time. So I thought I could do some sewing. I want to learn how to sew with a sewing machine and on I went to some places and got flyers about their courses. But the courses work like this: You choose what you want to make, you either have the material or buy in the store where the course takes places, and then you sew and the teacher helps you. This creates a little problem for me. I have absolutely no idea what to make. While thinking about this I remembered that I still have two tablecloths at home. I bought these on the flea market to re-fashion them into skirts.
Might as well do that first! I don't need a course for these and the material just lies there anyway.
I started with the red table cloth. I ironed and measured and finally figured out, I could make two skirts out of one table cloth. Why not?
First I made a mini-skirt. I don't have a red one and I like the bright colour.
Also introducing my new picnic blanket. Jaaaa~
Stupid me! Couldn't I have thought about this before cutting the table cloth?! Oh no, now I had to fight for every millimeter or else my bum would hang out my skirt. Also, it took like thousands of years to complete. The ripping up took about two hours alone, because the damned hem was sewn on with three(!) threads!
Then I folded the fabric and made a new hem. Then I sewed on the woven band. All in all I've sown my way around this hem five times! I cursed this stupid idea so often while sewing! Well, I had a lot of time for cursing then...
This is how it turned out! In the end I was glad I did it. I really like the woven band, too.
Cutesy little flowers that just smiled at me in the shop. "Buy us, buy us!"
Now its flow isn't interrupted, just as I intended.
Guess, I could sew a little something on there to force the two ends together, but I won't. The gap won't be seen, because my top, sweater or whatever will cover it anyway. But it angers me to see this. From now on only YKK zippers are allowed in my house!
All in all, I'm really happy with this one. I haven't worn it yet outside the house, but the opportunity will come, I'm sure! Looking forward to it.
I wonder a bit, if the table cloth ever thought it would get a new life as a skirt... Stupid! Table cloths don't think!