This week we did collars in class. The above dummy is wearing a stand collar and a shawl collar. I made one of them. Just. This was another week where my brain was just so fried after a day at work. Definitely the biggest challenge of this course is that three hours of concentrating after eight hours in the office has sometimes been … taxing.
If my energy levels were ever low on my two dressmaking courses, I could quietly sit down at the sewing machine and go into zen mode. Not on this course – and most definitely not last night! It’s hard to be zen when your cheeks are burning with embarrassment.
We only have two weeks left, so the teacher asked if there was anything we particularly wanted to cover before the end of the course. All I really wanted to know was how to grade my industry size bodice block to Karen size. (And you know I’m not talking about grading down.)
My request duly noted, the teacher came over to me as students got on with their work. ‘I’ll help you,’ she said. ‘We’ll take your measurements together.’ She waved a hand at the voluminous jumper I was wearing. ‘You’ll need to take that off.’
What? What?! I was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt beneath the jumper. You know, one of those really clingy ones. Tucked unflatteringly into the waistband of my jeans. I think a moan escaped me. I definitely croaked, ‘Oh god.’ I quickly adjusted the jeans over my stomach, then did the unthinkable – I took my jumper off in a roomful of people.
As the teacher whipped around me taking the measurements in professional super-fast speed, two thoughts reeled around my brain:
- Thank GOD I’d had the wherewithall to put a cream bra on beneath my cream T-shirt. For once.
- Thank GOD I was liberal with the deodorant this morning.
If Bridget Jones developed a sudden, passionate interest in sewing, she couldn’t make more of a fool of herself than I do. Let’s look on the bright side. I now have a custom-made bodice block. And no one saw me wearing a black bra beneath a cream T-shirt.