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(Please excuse the mismatched belt. I've ordered a covered belt, but it hasn't arrive yet, so instead I used the belt I had made by the same firm for my Rosalind dress - also a mid-1950s Butterick pattern.)
The most important part of this project isn't going to be the completed dress, however. When I started it in mid-August I wrote that "I need to be making something to maintain my sanity", and that has definitely been the case. It's been a tough couple of months. My mum, who is in her nineties, fell at the end of July and was in hospital for a month - and very poorly for some of that time. She is home now, but unable to resume her old routines so has carers coming in. There has been - and still is - a lot to set up, and as her only relative, I've been doing it all. (A friend who is in a similar situation memorably summed it up as "Being an only child is not the problem, it's being an only middle-aged adult that you really need to worry about"!)
Amid all this, sewing a dress, even (or perhaps, especially) one which has taken a lot of work, has provided welcome respite. I'm a natural worrier, but many times I have found that tasks such as drafting pattern pieces, marking darts accurately, or constructing a collar with the correct turn of cloth have absorbed me so completely that my brain has had a rest from the hamster wheel of doom that I can get stuck on. There's just something about making, that steady progress through a series of steps, that acts as a reset. And I'm very grateful to have it.




