Showing posts with label holidays. Show all posts
Showing posts with label holidays. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Rendevous Revelry


This weekend is the Yukon Sourdough Rendevous, and boy do Yukoners know how to party!  I'm not really surprised by this after 8 months living here, but it's always a fun lesson to relearn.

Fabric for my 19th century ensemble: Lace for a bolero, cream bedsheet (later swapped out for a rose-printed cotton sheet) for the dress under-layer, and sheer burgundy for the dress over-layer.
So a friend and I went to the Mascarade party on Friday night, and I found out on Thursday night that I needed to dress up for this.  Not just a pretty dress, but in costume, in typical Klondike-era garb.  After digging around on google and pinterest, I worked out a relatively simple design for a 19th century dress.  Oh, I had so much inspiration, so many ideas, so much motivation!

I really do love how the skirt looked with the sheer burgundy fabric looked over the rose-printed cotton.
Eh, it didn't work out.  The skirt was so unflattering, my camera refused point blank to take a picture of me wearing it. In hindsight (considering my inclination to post pictures no matter how bad they look), that was probably kind of it.

I did, however, manage to finish the bolero!  I love this lace.  Molly sent it to me after one of her giveaway's back in November, and I've been trying to figure out what to do with it ever since.  It wasn't that large, just a narrow piece cut along one salvage.  When I pulled it out of the cupboard on Thursday, I realized it was just long enough to be a long-sleeved bolero, and then I was off.

I unfortunately didn't take any pictures during the construction, but it was easy to do.  [WARNING: ATTEMPT AT DESCRIBING THE PROCESS AHEAD. PROCEED AT YOUR OWN RISK]  I trimmed up the bottom cut edge to even it up.  Then I simply drapped the piece over my shoulders and played around with some pins until I got the top and the bottom edges lined up to my likings.  Since the lower edge went across my back and the upper edge had to curve from my sides and around my neck, the upper edge needed to be longer than the lower edge.  When laid flat on my table, this created a natural taper from the body to the wrist.  I pinned down this taper, evened up both sleeves, (carefully) tried it on, then sewed down the sleeves using a zigzag stitch.  After a quick trim around the wrist, my frothy little bolero was done!

Sadly, this and the picture above are the only shots I have of it right now.  But I adore this bolero and will be wearing it again, so I'll try to get some better pictures of it later (it's currently at my friend's place along with the rest of my outfit from the party).

And of course, since it was Mardi Gras themed, I had to make myself a mask!  Actually, I made two, but one died tragically in an incident I really don't want to talk about.  This one was thrown together last minute, but I actually like it better than the first!

It's basically just a piece of craft foam, cut to size, with a bunch of gems stuck on it in a pretty pattern.  The feather plume was originally glued-on-and-then-ripped-off of the original mask.  I'm glad I had the forethought to glue a piece of foam to the back of the plume, because cripes did those feathers get dye all over everything they touched, and I danced and sweated like crazy in this thing.  No multicoloured forehead for me!

The party was only one event in this weekend-long festival; there were all sorts of fun events on!  My personal favourites were the chainsaw chucking contest, the one-dog pull (where a dog was harnessed to a sleigh loaded with hundreds of pounds of dogfood, and the dog who pulled it the fastest won), the hockey tournament (which my boyfriend's team won!), and the maple taffy.  Okay, so the maple taffy is a long-standing tradition at Rendevous, where a bunch of french geniuses prepared the hot taffy while everyone stands around drooling, and then pours strips of it on a snow-covered table to cool.  The taffy is then rolled onto a stick and you fight the crowds to get your paws on the sticky, gooey icy-warm treat.  And if you're me, you proceed to get it in your hair and all over your phone (but it's totally worth it).

So all in all, it was a fantastic weekend, and I'm glad I was in town for the festival!  The only down side is the resulting state of my sewing room:

Thank goodness there's a door to this room that I can close.

Monday, February 20, 2012

Happy Louis Riel Day!

I was planning on researching and writing up a nice post about Louis Riel and what he meant to the Metis and Manitoba in general. But then Graca at Sew Essentially Sew beat me to it and did a better job than I probably would've, so instead I'm going to direct you there.

Photo via Wikipedia

To celebrate, I was going to hoof it down to the Legislature Building to go oogle the statue of Louis Riel, and then go see what the Festival du Voyageur had to offer for the day. Unfortunately, I'm not feeling all that well today.

Instead, I'm going to work on my wool coat, which is sort of appropriate? Maybe? Not only did I manage to force myself to finish basting all the guts of the coat for warmth/structure last night, but I even managed to sew a few small pieces together!

Don't mind the pins on the pocket. I forgot to make the lining piece narrower than the pocket, and the pins are to hold back the inner fabric to keep it from showing when I attach it to the coat.

I decided to do topstitching in black. Sadly, my topstitches are sort of crap, because cripes is 4 layers of wool + interfacing hard to sew through! But the shoddy stitches don't really bother me that much, and I imagine it'll get better as I go. Now that I'm actually sewing this thing together, I actually feel inspired to work on it. Finally!

That is, if I can avoid getting distracted by my latest craft project...

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

Tiny and cute Christmas IOUs, and a Sewing Room Shadow Box Mystery

Hello all you lovely readers! Hopefully you're not still stuffed from all the holiday eating that we indulge in at this time of the year. I don't know about you guys, but I've already had it with turkey leftover creations. But the shortbread cookies will never get old!

As promised in the previous post, here are the adorable little gifts I made! Well, gift IOUs, I suppose. It all started with the fact that I am a grad student who hasn't received funding since October and am in the throes of writing a thesis, thus have no time to make my usual gifts. So for anything more costly than, say, a Christmas hug and hello, I'd planned to do little IOUs. My Mom suggested it, actually, since she'd like me to make her curtains once I'm finished my thesis. And then a good friend of ours, Laura, said she'd like the same. It sort of snow-balled from there.

But writing an IOU on a card is lame and boring. My favourite part of Christmas (besides spending time with family) is seeing someone's face when they unwrap a present I've spent time on, and a card wasn't gonna cut it. So I started with these curtains.

Aren't they cute? I pretty much just tore up an old shirt into strips, folded the top edge over and hand-stitched, cut out notches to represent loops, then slid a wood skewer through the loops and hot glued it to a picture frame. Tied some ribbon to gather the curtains, added some paper to the frame, and voila, a fun little IOU that made her smile!

The mini-curtains got me thinking of other fun ways I could present my IOUs. Laura's husband, Cyril, had asked for another pair of very large pajama pants for Christmas, similar to the pair I bought him last year accidentally (apparently super big pj pants are more comfy). Figuring I'd make him a pair later on, I thought it'd be hilarious to make him a tiny pair for Christmas.

One sock from a child's pair, scissors, needle and thread, a couple buttons, and about 10 minutes of time produced these adorable little pajamas!

I didn't even have to sew the waist-band, the cuff of the socks was perfect!

Seriously, I played with these things all evening. They'd make great doll pants! Or finger warmers. Cyril got a kick outta them.

At this point, I decided I wanted to make pajama pants (both tiny and full sized) for both my Grandma and Great Aunt. Lounging around on weekends or holidays in pajamas is a given in my family, and my Great Aunt especially always has the most funky pajama pants. So another pair of fuzzy socks produced two more pairs of tiny pajamas.

This time I sewed a ribbon around the waist to bring in the waist a bit. Okay, so they're a little hippy and bow-legged, but man do they look comfy, eh?

For my Great Aunt, I simply wrapped up the tiny-pants with a letter saying (I'm paraphrasing, here) that I'd made these pajamas for her, but I think they're a little too small. So I'm going to come down one weekend with some fabric and Maggie Kenmore, and make her a pair that fits and spend the weekend with her. Because the gift really isn't so much the pants, but a weekend hanging out together after I've been away for 2 years.

She really liked it.

I was planning the same gift for my Grandma, but I wanted to be a little more creative with the wrapping. See, she used to always give the most interesting presents, not so much for the gift itself but for the way she'd wrap them. Sometimes she'd write and illustrate a giant book about an adventure you had to go on to find your gift, or you'd have to work for it by earning your gift through some game show she'd make up. While she hasn't done that sort of thing in years, she always has the prettiest wrapped gifts under the tree.

Just like an IOU card, a box with the pants wasn't gonna cut it.

So digging through my craft supplies (that my poor Mom has been storing for me for ages), I made a shadow box sewing room.

Hidden all over the room were clues that she had to find and solve to figure out what her gift was.

I am ridiculously proud of this. Amazingly, I had all the supplies - the shelves, dress-form, baskets, wee patterns and scissors, hangers, mirror, chalk board, everything - in my craft stuff. I just took a shoe box and lined it in wallpaper from an old sample book my Mom brought home from work, then hot-glued everything into place.

I also made sure to stick little personal touches in it, like the hat above, since Grandma loves big hats, and the roll of ribbons, since I first saw that idea in her own craft room.

The drawers in the cabinet above pull out, and I drew on one clue on the bottom of the shelves.

Three of the five clues were in this little shelf. The roll of paper with the green ribbon in the drawer was one; one of the Butterick patterns had a clue (the other two were glued down); the last was rolled up in one of the fabric rolls. Actually, I was really proud of that last clue. My family adopted that tartan (the Manitoba tartan) as our own, and the clue was the first line of our family motto - "To Get Together" (the rest is "To Love One Another, To Care For Each Other").

The last clue was the pajama pants, rolled up in this basket. I loved the fabric pieces hung up on those hangers!

Grandma love it, and I'm glad to say that it took her longer to solve than I expected!

Sadly, I didn't have the time to get creative with the rest of my gifts. My other Grandma (the one the sewing machine is named after, actually) requested no gifts but my presence at our Boxing Day get together, so along with my presence, I exploited her chocoholic affliction with some nice chocolate bars and included an invitation to lunch sometime in the future, just her and I.

When you love giving homemade gifts, being broke and short on time kind of sucks. But after 2 years away from my family, I don't think I'd change these gifts even if I had all the money in the world. Because I think what I, and hopefully they, want and need the most is just time spent together.

I hope you all had a fabulous Christmas (or whatever you do or don't celebrate!), and that you were lucky enough to be able to spend it with people that you love!

Cheers, and happy sewing!

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Travels and Companions

I know I've been radio silent the last while, but I've been swamped with thesis and moving stress. Well, I made it home to Small Town, Manitoba, on the beast shown above. YAY SNOW!

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