This was in October, in Paris, before I left for Thailand – with Noctvrna, we couldn’ see each other as often as we would have liked since I had moved to another city, and we had settled to meet for a photo shoot before I took the plane for vacations. Since winter sewing is not really my thing, all I had for her was this shirtdress, reminiscent of fallen leaves and pumpkin spice lattes. Continue reading “A shirtdress amongst the rusty leaves”
The world is filled with different skirts : straight skirts, pencil skirts, A-line skirts, pleated skirts, pleated skirts, tiered skirts, maxi skirts, asymetric skirts… I tried many of them, but I always come back to flared skirts (in French, we call them corolle skirts, for the flowers) that fit at the waist. Continue reading “Pink & plaid – 2”
I never, ever wear any shirt. I’ve owned some of course, but I never got to wear them on a daily basis. It’s mostly due to my morphology: no body will ever fit ready-to-wear standards perfectly, and mine is no exception. Every shirt I’ve ever tried was too large in the back and at the shoulders and had a slight gap at the bust: not really up to my taste – in fact, for a long time, I had been telling myself that I wasn’t built to wear shirts, period. Continue reading “Pink & plaid – 1”
I’m a rather monotonous girl: whenever there’s a garment I like, I tend to buy it in multiple colors. The same goes for sewing: whenever a pattern is tried and true, I tend to plan a lot of other versions of it (which I may make or not: sewing takes a little _ lots of time). Continue reading “Popsicle”
Is there any type of garment more magical than a dress? With, maybe, the coat, the dress is the only garment that really draws a silhouette. Other types of clothes have to work together to compose a silhouette, an ensemble _ only the dress is self-sufficient. I didn’t wear any during a long time: as a teenager I might have worn a few skirts, or dresses over trousers, under sweaters (eeek). I retrospectively wonder wether I was ready to give them all the importance they deserved. Continue reading “The shirtdress”
Isn’t spring fabulous? Always managing to make me doubt of its very existence, then appearing when I forgot everything about its supposed come-back (and letting me die of heat under my winter coat). But some parisians remembered to hear the weather report this week and sat in shirts at tables outside of the cafés, and the trees were blooming around Vincennes (a parisian suburb where I’ve been working these two last weeks). Even the parc de Bercy (a garden not far from my usual movie theater) seemed greener, probably supporting the collective effort. Then, what about my own spring project?
Not only did I make the mistake to have a pajama break, but I was foolish enough to start three projects at a time (as if being practical wasn’t enough of a problem for me). The project is a simple circle skirt made in sunny yelow and blue madras. I love how full and high-waisted it is! I’m not sure if it’s supposed to be part of the rockabilly-inpired wardrobe that seems to be on trend for this spring, but if fashionistas want to go to dance, this is certainly the right skirt to wear. It’s really nothing special (even for me!), but I chose to hem it wih a matching Liberty bias, too; the kind of detail I’ll be the only one to notice, but am sure to enjoy every time I put the skirt on. When I went out this morning, spring was actually gone, but at least I still have the flowers…
(and now, if someone can explain why on these pictures my knees are twice as pink _and not as pretty_ as those of the creatures Marguerite Sauvage draws, I’d be curious to know…)