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I have made one pair of breeches. Yes, they were incredibly frustrating. Bad directions and jigsaw pieces aside, I was convinced that these things were not going to fit when I was making them. My mantra of desperation was "but I measured." I nearly gave up in the middle of the fiasco to start making a larger size, but I ended up persevering because even if they didn't fit I knew that I could sell them. Surprise, surprise: they fit like a glove. My after thoughts were: "Eh, wasn't as bad as everyone said."
Maybe it was blissful ignorance, maybe it was sophomoric confidence, maybe it was buzzed planning, but I have decided to do something stupid. While others run away from the fire, I have decided to run toward it. Who says that breeches have to be a pain project that takes forever? Ok, everyone says that. But I say: nay!
We have an event coming up in two weeks. (Actually a week and a half now; I'm posting this late.) I would like a new pair of claret colored breeches to match my waistcoat, so I am going to try to get them done by the event time so that I can look Macaroni AF.
"But Sean, two weeks is a long time," you say. Why yes it is, if all you are doing is sewing. I will be doing much more than sewing. In fact, I will only be able to work on these at night (even on the weekends) after the baby goes to bed. I will be doing these all by hand, with 10 stitches per inch. If the tiny stitches don't kill me, the buttonholes will.
Wish me luck, and here goes nothing...
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