When one has no Alabama Chanin project lined up after the one on which one is currently working, one tends to panic slightly, which actually lends itself to a bit of creative thinking, which led to this skirt.
I figured I could make this skirt (the skirt pattern is from the Alabama Stitch Book) from scraps left over from other projects, stencils created for other projects (except the rose one, which is for my next project), one paint colour, and thread also left over from other projects. Sort of a free skirt.
It was Georgia's idea to make the waistband (I prefer a waistband with elastic in it to foldover elastic at the waist) from sections which matched the under layer of each panel. She shows great creative promise, that girl!
The skirt is comprised of four identically shaped panels, which means I can wear it with any two as the front, or with one panel centred, like this:
I love the shape of it, so there will be more of these in my future! I'm up to a dozen Alabama Chanin garments now, with no easing up on the love of making and wearing them!
Meanwhile my poor Nougat has been languishing as I suddenly got busy with sewing for other people, general busyness, and most excitingly, a new JOB! I am now working part time in a store which sells NZ made merino clothes. So I get to spend my work time fondling lovely merino, and of course I have to wear it too. I really really really love that! At least when I do eventually finish my Nougat it will look lovely with my new merino cardy and shrug!
Oh, and I had a really hilarious 15 minutes of fame last week when I got press ganged into dressing up as though I were going to the races to illustrate a story for the paper on Melbourne Cup day. I was on the front page. My name was printed. And not even my parents recognised me! Best comment was from Georgia, who showed the paper to her friends at school, and they didn't believe it was me. When I asked why, she said "Because they've met you". Um, yeah, I don't look like this EVER.
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