I've finished a couple of the ponchos from the new Alabama Studio Sewing + Design. If you like the stuff I'm doing, and if you don't have this book already (it's new this year), then get yourself one. I adore this book. These things I'm working on are from the instructions included on pp. 64-65.
So here was my first one. Just a piece of cotton interlock (on sale, $6.99 yd), over-dyed Sky Blue and Wedgewood Blue and then stitched following the directions in the book. I didn't follow the size--I just cut off a strip and used it--this was totally an experiment. This first one was 23" x 57"
The other thing is that I wore the second one last night when we ran some errands, and I was not impressed. While a poncho is a good thing for sitting around in a chilly room, having a conversation or sipping wine or watching a movie or something, it is totally impractical for shopping or loading bags into the car or even carrying a shoulder bag. Totally. Finally, in frustration, I yanked it off and left it in the truck so I could just MOVE. It was hobbling me, and this pissed me off: how many confining garments do women still wear? Spanks. Heels. Bustiers. Skin-tight mini skirts.
How many of these do men wear? I mean men in their regular lives; I'm not talking about men who like to dress in women's clothes, because I'm guessing the more stereotypical the women's clothing (i.e., confining, totally gender specific), the better they would like it. No, I mean men going about their regular daily lives.
None, except for neckties. Even their dressiest shoes are built mostly for comfort, at least if you buy the good ones.
Thinking about this irritated me no end, and it irritated me further that I hadn't thought of it before and had gotten all excited about making something that is pretty much unwearable for any practical endeavor.
So now I'm re-thinking my enthusiasm. The EGE is puzzled, since it seems perfectly sensible to him: I'm always chilly. We spend a lot of time at Starbucks. It's chilly there. I'm sitting, stitching, drinking coffee, maybe visiting. Ergo, these are perfect for that. He has a valid point, indeed. Of course, I could save my fingers and just carry a length of cotton interlock fabric in the back of the truck and toss it over my shoulders.
Well, obviously I'm grouchy. I'm not big on pain, even small amounts of it. So the last couple days have left me whinging rather a lot. I've been working on more floss drawers--since I gave away the last of my rubber stamps, I had five more drawers to use for floss and had to cut and glue the dividers.
Sigh. (Yeah, I really did heave a huge sigh right now.)
I think I need to go chill a while. I'll report back when 1) I get something fun done and 2) when I get over myself and am not quite such a whinger.