HELLO, I MADE THESE HIGH-WAISTED FAUX LEATHER (PLEATHER) PANTS. They are the first pair of tailored pants I’ve made for myself in a long time that have given me this much pleasure, and I have big hopes for them. Please don’t let me down, faux leather (pleather) pants.
I pieced together a couple of vintage patterns to get the perfect rise and the perfect cut throughout the leg, and then I spent two complete days sorting out the fit, because sewing pants is very easy, but FITTING PANTS IS A GODDAMN NIGHTMARE.
Especially when you’re working with leather in the color … CAMEL.
Anyway, I sorted it out. If you’re curious, I used Simplicity 4748 (1950’s) for the waist/hip and Simplicity 7019 (1960’s) for the leg. Paper bag pockets are my own.
Dolphin hem is my own.
Moves are my own.
Because it’s fake, this leather is semi-stretchy, and miraculously does not hurt my stomach. Just kidding, everything hurts my stomach. I purchased it to re-cover our dining room chairs, but I changed my mind, of course, so …
You can see a bit of the pockets peeking out from the side, so I lined them in pink grosgrain. Guys, I’m worth it.
HELLO, LAST WEEK I RE-DISCOVERED TWO ABANDONED SWEATERS IN A DRY CLEANING BAG IN MY CLOSET, AND DECIDED TO KEEP THEM, BUT FIRST MAKE THEM MORE SPECIAL, AND SO I DID THE MOST SPECIAL THING I KNOW AND COVERED ONE SWEATER IN FRINGE. The sleeves, anyway, because: balance.
At one point there were also tassels, but THAT’S ENOUGH WITH THE TASSELS.
Anyway, so I covered the sleeves in fringe – enough to pull focus, but not so much that I can’t wear it around the house. The fringe is heavenly, soft as silk, and the peachy blush shade is everything. I bought an entire bolt of it years ago for an editorial collection, but couldn’t find a use for it then, and so I sewed all of it onto these sleeves.
Can’t wait to wear this out and be touched by strangers.
It’s okay with jeans, but I think this sweater needs something that’s casual in a completely unassuming, uncool way. Like a pair of high-waisted khakis.
The sleeves are EXTREMELY HEAVY, which obviously feels fantastic, but also like I’m about to lose my sweater. I reinforced the inside neckline and shoulders with a super luxe ($$$) suiting fabric, which is all the stuff, and makes everything lay just so, and now I’m thinking maybe I need to do this to all of my sweaters. Maybe I need to do this to all of my t-shirts. Maybe I need to do this to my entire life.
HELLO, IT’S THE MIDDLE OF JANUARY, AND I’VE BEEN ON A MUCH-NEEDED BREAK FROM MYSELF. You: “You’re not the only one. [eyeroll] What are Ronni Bumbles?” Me: They are a line of clip-on embellishments that I dreamed up while on vacation, but never bothered putting into production, because UGH and also WHATEVER. If you’d like to invest in an idea that promises to be copied by someone else and offered for a few bucks in the check-out aisle at Forever 21, please LET ME KNOW. In the meantime … here’s my first set.
I suspect my friends and loved ones think these are kind of cheesy and pedestrian, but I stand by them. I feel very Dolce & Gabbana/Gucci in them, and quite frankly, not a whole lot else has been doing the job lately, so I’ll take what I can get/make.
I bought these earrings at Claire’s for a 90’s theme party. Claire’s will undoubtedly put my Ronni Bumbles out of business.
They look nice on my vanity, though.
I made the roses with red satin ribbon, and the clips are V NICE, heavy gold with a solid hinge. In my hair, I clip them to bobby pins, shoes are a no-brainer, jacket lapels, purse handles, shirt collars, they seriously look good on everything. I don’t care if you don’t like them.
I only worry about you not liking ME.
These are the first nice pair of shoes I ever bought myself. In 1998. They were on sale for $300, and I didn’t eat for two weeks. And now here they are, literally twenty years old, wearing Ronni Bumbles.
HELLO, I MADE A RIDICULOUS SWAN OUTFIT FOR MOLLY’S HOLIDAY PARTY. It was definitely too much, but also just the right amount, if you know what I mean. It was PERFECT at the unassuming Italian restaurant we went to beforehand.
Especially when we had to wait in the doorway for thirty minutes and my entire outfit got in literally every person’s way.
Not a professional ballerina.
But I did just teach myself how to apply liquid eyeliner.
The sparkle leggings were a last-minute decision, and even though I thought for sure they’d burst apart at some point (I over-estimated the stretch in the fabric), they relaxed into a perfect pair of glitter pants. New wardrobe staple.
The top is beige tulle, double-layered in the sleeves, with floral motifs cut from ivory and blush Chantilly laces, hand-stitched throughout. Exactly 120 circles of flocked, polka dotted tulle are gathered and layered along the bottom. Half of them fell out at the Italian restaurant, so I guess there are only like 60 now, or something.
Took my entire life, and I’ll prob never wear it again, but NBD.
That’s not true, I actually really like the top with jeans, so I guess I’ll be sewing all of them back on. Double-knots this time, braaah.
Avoiding tiny Italian restaurants, though.
The hat is a one-time-thing, but it looks good on my dresser.
I made it by weaving those cheap wire flowers you buy for wedding favors, but then added Swarovski and feathers, obvs.
HELLO, I’M KIND OF SAD TODAY, BUT I REALLY LIKE THIS SWEATER. I can’t believe this year is almost over. I can’t believe I still feel so aimless. I can’t believe we have three more years, and the first third also includes another insufferable royal wedding. I can’t believe this sweater is already my most treasured thing, and that I made it in a day. I can’t believe I made it at all, to be honest.
Can’t believe I couldn’t do better with the pictures, but I threw out my neck just from going to the hair salon, and I can barely move.
Can’t believe I have literally four other projects going right now, and I need to finish at least one of them by Saturday, but can’t decide which, so I’m finishing all four and then likely wearing something I already have in my closet. This sweater would look great over an evening gown, I think.
I LOVE IT. It’s made from ivory wool, which I grabbed for $5/yard at the textile outlet. I think I only used a yard, so this is a FIVE DOLLAR SWEATER. The fabric is felted on the reverse side, and is just the most insanely comfortable thing ever.
I’m terrified of ruining it.
The design is not my own – I straight lifted it from this Antonio Berardi heartbreaker, fringing the extra wide piping for a slight change. I don’t usually make literal copies.
But I don’t feel sad about it.
I hope you like this sweater too. No, I will not make you one. GOODBYE.
HELLO, I’VE REACHED MY GRANNY PANTY GOAL AND FINALLY ACHIEVED SOMETHING IN MY LIFE. I officially no longer have any full coverage underwear in my lingerie drawer that were not cut and sewn myself. MY FULL BOTTOM HAS BEEN WARDROBED.
Some pairs are fancier than others, and I honestly wouldn’t say the laces and frills are exactly perfectly my taste, but I also figure any underwear this gigantic should be treated as pure lunacy and decorated as such.
I don’t even really love all of the colors – I prefer neutrals for this kind of thing – but all of the fabrics FEEL really great, and that’s the most important thing about underwear anyway. I do kind of like the laces on the coral satins. And I REALLY love the elasticity of the lilac and blue undies – they are seriously supportive and slimming and make me feel like I have at least something in my life under control.
As a collection, they look exactly like someone’s suitcase exploded at camp in the original The Parent Trap movie.
The tuxedo pair IS RIDICULOUS.
They’re like the granny panty version of a French maid costume. Only with more coverage.
In younger news … I’ve already sewn five thongs, so I’m halfway to that goal as well. Can’t wait to model those! Just kidding. GOODBYE.
HELLO I MADE A FLOUNCY BUSTIER. I first made it about a year ago for a sample sale, but it was never quite right, so I thought I’d clean it up and restyle it a bit for a recent night out … AT THE CLUB.
I was a little concerned about my bustline and how much attention it was receiving, but also when in Rome, but also my eyes are up here, if you know what I mean.
It’s basically a remnant of pleated silk chiffon PAINSTAKINGLY gathered and sewn over a corsolette from an old sample bridal gown of mine. The original stretch net and hook and eye closure are exposed in back. I need to tack down that edge, apparently.
TASSELS, BECAUSE I CERTIFIABLY CANNOT HELP MYSELF THEY ARE TOO DELIGHTFUL.
I like the flounce traveling up the straps a bit. Edges are left raw, because I’M LAZY.
But also because it adds to the movement.
I’d really love to wear this over a long maxi dress or even a white t-shirt and jeans.