You know what is funny? Or weird. My body image is still out of whack. I wonder if I'll ever be able to see myself objectively? I hope so, otherwise I'll be forever fixing things because the size that I am and the size I thought I was don't match.
I fetched the sewing machine yesterday and proceeded to sew up the dress. Then I tried it on and it was too big. WTF?! How's that possible? I haven't lost that much weight and anyway I took measurements that matched the pattern. GRRRR!
That was my first reaction. Then I remembered that the ready-made patterns never fit right at first. The medieval patterns always fit because they are made for me to begin with. Modern patterns are made for a mythical average that I am not.
My own fault, of course. The only thing that I can say in my defense is that I haven't sewn any modern stuff for myself in 8+ years and one can be excused for forgetting something in 8 years. Right?
I wanted to wear the dress to work today, but I was so bummed about my own stupidity that I didn't fix it last night. It was too dark anyway so I went and spent some time in WoW instead. Fixing a black dress in poor lighting is a recipe for disaster, better do it tonight in daylight.
Another thing that I saw when I tried the dress on was that I'd been right about the fabric and it has fabulous drape. It'll make a lovely late spring/early fall dress. The wool is a bit scratchy next to skin so I'll wear it over a top of some kind at all times. That was the plan from the beginning, but after the fit fiasco I'm glad to be right about something.
There will be pictures of the dress when it's finished. The only thing I'm worried about is that the weather is getting to be too warm to wear it. I'd better check how much linen I'll need for the next one and go shopping. After this one's finished.