But never mind. The Jumprons are those things I make from scratch, a cross between an apron and a jumper, and that will have to do.
Anyway. Who CARES what they're called? None of us, right? So here's the latest one, which I just now finished. It was a Flax sundress, with a band around the chest and spaghetti straps. I did it like I did the blue one, below:
and the part I cut out, I used to make pockets. It's much longer and fuller than the others, and it has nice deep slits up the sides, so I left it long.
Oops. Rant narrowly avoided!
Anyway, so I sewed big honkin' non-functional buttons there instead. In the front, I had to take a tuck, and I made that part in the middle at the very top into a pen pocket. Not that I ever use a pen any more, but just in case. It could be a tampon pocket, I guess, but I'm way past those, too. Chapstick! That's it! By the end of his life when arthritis was pretty much totally kicking his butt, the only thing my dad carried in his pocket, ever, was a tube of Chapstick.
Tall those squares? They were left over from this:
I hate throwing stuff away if there's a chance I might use it. I mean, really: colors I like, already prepped with fusible web, already cut into little squares. You gotta save it, right? So I emptied out the bag, divided everything into two roughly equal piles, and ironed it all on. And then stitched it with black floss. I did most of that on Saturday on the way to and from San Angelo.
So here's this one.
Now on to the next one. . . .