Saturday, September 25, 2010

The incredible story of hubby's shirt

I planned to sew a men shirt for DH for a (too ;-) long time.

I bought a pattern about one year before we got married, then I bought a sewing machine and ... sewed my own wedding dress. All DH got was a pocket square from my wedding dress fabric.

I cut the smallest size of the shirt pattern, and forgot it for about a year. I bought a shirt fabric, became mad for not finding back my pattern and in the end cut the most part of the shirt, except the left front, don't ask me why!
I tried to sew the shirt, but I never managed to had enough time: I always needed that other little thing so quick to sew. One and another one baby came and they grew up fast, DH is no longer growing so he can wait a little more...

When I tried to assemble the shirt, I wasn't able to find the pattern pieces and I didn't mark anything on the fabric pieces I had cut so long ago...
The collar appears to run too short for DH. The pattern has already been cut and I was unable to find most of the pattern pieces. By then, the pattern was out of print, and, once gain, I left this project sleeping for a while.
On a lucky day, I found this pattern on the internet in the perfect size for DH.
I cut the pattern in the biggest size this time (probably too much for DH, but who knows). I marked all the pieces of the pattern on a large leftover from my vintage shirt, except the left front: there was not enough fabric left for DH shirt! I never thought of this before choosing the fabric: DH is taller than me, what a surprise! ;-)

I picked up a soft yellow cotton fabric and a white and blue stripes cotton-linen blend fabric from my stash. DH chose the soft yellow cotton and left the white and blue stripes for me (I will show you what I made of it in a further post).
I was lucky enough to find matching soft yellow button from my grandmother stash.
Six months later the shirt was completed and DH was happy to wear it.

The verdict is : it runs too large everywhere, see photo above (DH is not drinking white wine, he is just holding my glass while I was taking the picture, at my sister-in-law's new house party).

Now I have to make another try, this time one size smaller.
To be continued, no doubt, but this project can run for months or years...