The boyfriend’s away – can you tell?
Apologies for background details of my, well, crap – but I just can’t get the staff these days. This is as good as any of today’s photos are going to get.
So yesterday I hit Walthamstow market and arrived home with fabric for a skirt, a top and other things that I can’t talk about here. I also witnessed a bicycle thief being stopped in his tracks by the bike owner. High drama! But, I digress.
Yesterday evening I amused myself with a second make of the Cythnia Rowley 2472 whilst X Factor ran in the background. Believe it or not, I lopped two inches off the length of those sleeves – and they’re still trying to keep my elbows warm. I brought the neckline in by an inch either side and sliced a good seven inches off the length to make this more of a T-shirt. There was loads of this jersey fabric left over so I made myself a contrasting skinny scarf. When I say made, I mean cut. This stuff doesn’t unravel or fray – result! I still used my French seams on the make, though. I love me a French seam.
The fabric has a subtle silver thread running through it. It came in at £2 a metre. It’s been through the washing machine and dryer so is officially Indestructible. It’s a very light jersey, pretty slippery, and I thought it would be a nightmare to work with. Not so. It was a heck of a lot easier than the silk I used on the previous version. I’m pleased with this make. It’s the type of thing I can throw on with jeggings for bumming around. And it allowed me to kid myself that watching X Factor is not a total waste of time. Not when there’s a sewing machine thrumming in the background…