3dp5dt & a Wiksten Tank Dress
I spent the last two days sewing my first dress. I used the Wiksten tank dress pattern and a long silk scarf from a Sari. It took three tries to get the silk to not bunch when sewn. Turns out silk is NOT a good fabric for beginners. Things I learned while doing this project were:
- Pin the hell out of slippery fabric.
- The Wiksten neck and sleeve bindings are tricky. Be patient and set your machine on the slowest speed.
- Hems are hard but with enough pinning and some serious pressing they can be done.
- When you have legs as long as mine, you should always cut the dress with extra length if you want to be able to wear it to work!
I love this pattern for the simple shape and the way it moves with you when you walk. The scoop neck is just perfectly enticing while not giving away any secrets. The back hem is longer than the front, adding a bit of modesty to the micro-mini front.
I’ll be wearing this dress when Mr. Husband and I take our anniversary vacation to Ashville. I think it will be a lovely, slinky dinner dress. After that, I’m going to even up the hems and make a pretty tunic to wear with skinny jeans.
I plan to make a second Wiksten Tank Dress that is a little longer to wear on a more regular basis. I’m thinking a soft gray linen to pair with some navy espadrilles or my mustard Miz Mooz (like these but in mustard, my favorite color!).
I know it is only 3dp5dt, but I can’t help but symptom spot. This morning I felt a little queasy and crampy, sort of like my period was coming. I felt a few pinches, twinges from the uterus/ovary areas, but have a hard time deciding what is gas/poo twinges and what Pip. I was exhausted last night and started falling asleep during Downton Abbey – which is crazy because I’m obsessed with that show. This morning I slept through my alarm which is also unusual… unless my period is around the corner.
Mr. Husband decided out of the blue last night that Pip stands for “Person In Progress.” It makes my heart melt to know he was thinking about Pip even when we weren’t discussing him/her. I sure hope you stick around, little Pip.
Just 7 more sleeps till test day. (I count things down by “sleeps,” just like the Kermit’s song, ‘One More Sleep Till Christmas.’)