I made another mission maxi dress last night. My friend is having her graduation party today in Coventry so naturally I wanted something I could comfortably travel in. Most of my clothes do not fit me anymore because I have been at the cakes. As you can see from the pictures, it is obvious that I have added a couple of pounds.
Mr.Dibs has been making funny little noises about my weight gain....muttering here and there. I ignore him of course. He recently decided actions speak louder than words, and registered me for the Great North Run in September. It is a half marathon, and he says he will do it with me. hmmmmm. Last week he dragged me to a running shop, to get me fitted for running shoes. 30 minutes and £100 later, I had a pair of running shoes. Now, the only reason I am going to run that half marathon, is because of that money. I need to squeeze £100 worth of running from those shoes, just as I am sqeezing my money's worth out of the mission maxi pattern.
I have somehow lost the pattern for the neck and armhole bindings for this dress, and cut new ones using an estimate of what I thought the original width of the binding was. Unfortunately when sewing it, I found out it was really small, so I had to unpick the stitches. Halfway through the unpicking, I decided to stop, because, sod it, it was 2am, and I had just finished a bottle of wine, and I was not thinking straight. Unpicking stitches in a knit fabric is seriously not cool. I cut off the neck binding,because the wine whispered it was the best thing to do, then cut a really wide band and used it as the binding. The result looks like a cowl neck. It is not the end of the world as I thought because my friend and her sister-in-law quite liked it, so, yes, like a phoenix, my damaged dress rose out of the ashes, or is it from the ashes?