This is my entry for the Sew Dolly Clackett contest. The lovely Roisin and Nic are getting married this year and in order to help them celebrate, albeit remotely, Rhinestones and Telephones suggested we make a dress that celebrates the spirit of Dolly Clackett. She set up a competition with cool prizes and it is open until 23 April. Here’s my contribution!
How best to sum up the spirit of one of my favourite sewing bloggers? Irreverent. Colourful. With a bulging wardrobe, a fondness for quilting cottons, an impressive knowledge of popular culture from Kate Bush classics to every episode of Morse. You know what, though? I’m not entirely convinced she’s a fan of pink. And this dress is PINK. But heck, this screamingly outrageous fabric was in my stash and I decided Roisin would forgive me if this most divisive of colours really did make her want to spit.
Do you recognise the pattern? It’s Sewaholic’s Cambie dress, with a small adjustment of the sweetheart neckline, which I find gapes. I’m still not 100 per cent happy with the adjusted neckline. It could do with half an inch pinching out. In fact, now I come to think about it, I am fairly sure I once passed on a tip from Mrs C to Roisin about the fix for gaping necklines. Something to do with twill tape? Someone, help me!
But heck. What ya gonna do? Between that and the bust darts that could end half an inch lower, this dress isn’t quite perfect. The fabric doesn’t help. Pretty though it is, it’s that sticky type of cotton that wants to hold on to a crease and is just a bit unhelpful. I lined it in white acetate as I really didn’t think a lawn lining was going to help the stickiness factor.
Despite the trickiness of the cotton, I really enjoyed this sewing process. It was so much fun! I was fairly determined to rise to the challenge of pattern matching and am particularly proud of my waistband.
Though one inhabitant of Didyoumakethat Towers seemed less than impressed.
It’s my hope that this dress can be worn in the summer, with my face turned to the sun, sitting in a rowing boat (with someone else rowing, like, obviously), and maybe I’ll be eating one of these…
But my greatest hope is that Roisin and Nic enjoy a very special day together this year, that they continue to fill the world with laughter and warmth. Well, I know Roisin will. I’ve never actually met Nic. Maybe he’s a total loser! Though I doubt it.
Happy, happy wedding to come, my friends! Gonna be serving ice lollies?