One benefit of my new normal – my house is becoming super organized. Yesterday, I tackled my “vintage closet” where I have saved clothes that hold special memories for me.
One surprise way in the back was a box of patterns. I used to sew a lot back then.
Maybe I should give it a try again?
This one is dated 1974. Size 8 - Oh boy! I wear a size 8 now.
Oops, maybe not - WAIST 24 INCHES? YIKES!
What size would I need? Size 14?
Or if I wanted to breathe comfortably, size 16
I always knew that clothing manufacturers over the last 40 years have been gradually adding inches to each size as we have added inches to our bodies. The pattern industry has not done that.
Note: “Sizing Creep” is different from the vanity sizing that has always occurred between manufacturers.
Still, it was quite a wake up call to see it in black and white.
Oh well, acknowledging reality is no reason to be discouraged and one reason to explore this closet is to remember good times past.
I bought this pattern when DH sent me some “real silk” from Vietnam in 1970. While “real silk” wasn’t a practical material for a new mother whose life revolved around a colicky infant, I wanted to show him I appreciated the gesture. So I bought this pattern
I wanted to make the middle view but there wasn’t enough material so I made the jacket without sleeves. AND HERE IT IS!
I bought a blouse which had lovely embroidered sleeves to compensate for the lack of jacket sleeves.
It was a sad, scary time. I wondered then if we would ever go out together again so I could wear it.
We were more fortunate than many. I thought a lot about that over the Memorial Day Weekend.
Whenever I feel down about my new normal, I remember those who never got to live this new normal & resolve to do the right thing.
Stay safe. Stay well.