As I write, the evidence of our recent long-weekend away is strewn about the living room. We left the house in a relatively clean state on Thursday night, but Tuesday afternoon when we returned, we pretty much exploded through the front door, leaving beach-related debris in our wake.
I cleaned up the kitchen yesterday, because it was important to me to set out a vintage table cloth and hang up a birthday banner. Also, I had briefly toyed with the idea of making myself cupcakes again like last year, and I wanted a clean place in which to do that. I have since rejected the cupcake idea, but I’m enjoying the clean and decorated kitchen nonetheless.
The living room, however, still shows all of the signs of a family who dumped their getaway bags and skipped off to get back to their normal lives. It was going to be my Thing to Do this morning, but I got distracted by something shinier, and since it is my birthday today, that is my prerogative.
Let me back up here a moment and tell you about one of my favorite shops on the Ocean City boardwalk. It’s called Barefoot Trading Company, and every year I go in there and buy myself either a wooden decoration for the living room, a beaded piece of jewelry, a casual dress, or maybe all three.
This year it was a wooden duck named Molly and a dress. It was a simple sheath dress, comfortable and relaxed, and it was on sale for $10: a real bargain. In fact, it was enough of a bargain that I went back later and bought a second one.
I had noticed that the dresses were constructed quite simply, with no darts or real shaping of any kind. That meant they would be perfect for taking apart and using to make a pattern! I could crank these suckers out by the dozen this summer, if I wanted to.
I wore both dresses at one time or another during our trip, and then yesterday I set to taking apart one of them, and tracing the pieces to make a paper pattern.
So, you see, my original plan of cleaning the living room just could not be realized because I had to make a new dress out of a funky vintage thrift shop sheet, and then I had to take a bunch of pictures, and finally I had to sit down and blog about it. And I feel not one ounce of guilt about this because see above re:birthday prerogatives.
If it weren’t for the binding around the neck and arms, I would call this the easiest sewing project EVER. Binding causes me no end of misery nearly every time I try it, either because I do it wrong and end up ripping it out, or because I do it wrong and end up leaving it but hating it and never wearing the garment again.
This time, however, in what can only be described as a Birthday Miracle, I got the binding right (right enough, anyway) on the first try. It was still time-consuming as all get-out, and if I’d had packaged white binding I would have used that and consumed slightly less time, but at least it worked. And I’m happy with it. And I will, indeed, wear this garment again.
And now it’s time for me to go about the rest of my day, wearing my new dress, and cleaning (or not cleaning) the living room as I see fit.
Happy 43 to me
P.S. Knowing me, and my penchant for greens, you may be wondering why I took apart the green dress instead of the red one. Well, it turns out the green one had some fading on it that, once I noticed it, bugged me every time I looked at it. If I change my mind, I can always put it back together!