The tree in our front yard is putting on quite a show. It is such a brilliant red colour that when I catch a glimpse of it through the small window in the top of our front door it looks like something is on fire.
I fear the leaves aren't going to be around for much longer though. When I look up at the sides of the mountains they aren't quite as colourful as they were a week ago. And when I hiked Teapot Hill this morning so many leaves have fallen on the trail that, mixed with yesterday's rain, it is actually very slippery.
I've invested in some new Bog boots to help keep my feet dry this fall and winter. They won't work for hiking up and down Teapot, but are perfect for walking the dogs.
After making three Archer shirts I decided I needed to do something a bit simpler. Sort of a sewing palate cleanser. Last year when I was just starting to sew I made Dress No. 2 from 100 Acts of Sewing. So the pattern was sitting in my craft closet, already assembled (this is a huge bonus when you are talking about a pattern that is a pdf), and I had some extra flannel that was never going to become an Archer. This is the result of an easy afternoon spent with my sewing machine.
I think it can take a lot of courage to wear clothes that you've made yourself. Especially if, like me, you are a rookie sewist. (Just in case I miss fixing one, I want you to know my computer auto-corrects sewist to sexist every time I type it.) When you first start sewing the things you make are, due to your limited set of skills, fairly basic. It is only just recently that I've embraced wearing my slow fashion, handmade wardrobe.
Here's the thing. The first time I wore this someone told me they didn't like it. I hadn't asked for their opinion. They just blurted it out. I really don't care what is currently in fashion. It's one of the reasons I've started sewing things for myself. I want to wear what I want to wear, not what the fashion industry wants me to wear. It's only an accident that tunics, flannel and plaids happen to be the in thing at the moment, and that is what I'm wearing. I'm a recent convert to tunics, but I've been wearing flannel and plaids for decades. And I will continue to do so long after they fade from their current fashionable status. So yes, I get that in one sense this tunic looks like a shapeless bag. But it is the softest, warmest, shapeless bag I've ever worn. I walk the dog, not the runways of fashion shows.
I like to think that I'm pretty comfortable in my own skin, but honesty forces me to admit I was more than a little hurt by the comment. The good news is, it isn't anything some good chocolate and possibly a small yarn purchase can't heal. Next time I hope to be able to show you the cardigan I just finished knitting last night. I just need to be able to find the right buttons. Have a great week!
*Edited to say I realized after I had written this post that the Dress No. 2 pattern wasn't actually a pdf. It came as a paper pattern in an envelope. For anyone who has experienced putting together a pdf pattern, you will know what a treat it is to have an actual printed pattern to deal with.