Pride goeth before the fall
Ah hubris, how you mock me with your sardonic smiles. How was I supposed to know when I dared to type these words, “I have about 5-6 hours worth of work left,” that I would jinx my colorblock dress so horribly?
Friends, Tuesday night’s sewing was a disaster.
- My topstitching was awful (despite making samples galore)
- Black grease stains kept mysteriously showing up on my almost dress
- I finally remembered that I had not remembered to buy a matching invisible zipper
- My Singer Featherweight hated my topstitching thread
This is what my dress looks like now.
See those holes up there? Those are all that remain after I removed the despicable mockery that masqueraded as topstitching.
Was I upset? Yes. Am I upset now? Strangely, not now. I found the removal of the hideous topstitching therapeutic. I am confident, after several kind suggestions to use Dawn dishwashing detergent, that I will be able to remove the grease stains. And, after an impromptu trip to the garment district yesterday, I am re-energized with my purchases of matching invisible zipper and top-stitching needles.
Two years ago, all those problems I encountered on Tuesday night would have ensured this project became a permanent wadder. Remember my purple tweed disaster? That dress is still hanging around somewhere hidden in a pile of fabric because I can’t bear to look at it. But now, my new-found penchant for perfectionism (and apparently alliteration too) calmly asserts itself and I just put one foot (or hand in this case) in front of the other, step by step. Last night before I had some company, I sat on my couch, and put my seam ripper to work. I removed yards and yards of topstitching. There was no angst, no rending of garments (well maybe of stitches), no wringing of hands (just seam rippers). Just methodical unpicking.
And tonight is a new night my friends. Tonight I will vanquish the topstitching curse. Tonight I will insert the perfectly matching invisible zipper invisibly on the first attempt. Tonight will be a SEWN victory!
Unless, of course, I just jinxed myself.