Winter solstice

Just the outfit for the winter solstice - my Burda Jacket and my Vogue pencil skirt. This weekend I'd like to made a few new t-shirts, but I also have a report to finish. Who knows what will happen.

Being a Caroline

Meg's blog about Princess Mary (Australia's greatest export) reminded me of a childhood fantasy. When I was ten I wanted to be a Caroline, preferably Princess of Monaco, but Kennedy would do. Or, the rough end of pineapple, Caroline X a girl in my class who was, perfect.
Forty years on Caroline X has faded in my eyes and I like myself a whole lot more...but I still have a hankering to be a Caroline. Or grab some of that understated, patrician style for myself. And no...neither of my girls are called Caroline!

Do you still admire the icons of your youth?

Fountains in Paris Skirt (upside down!)

Florence Broadhurst was an eccentric Australian wallpaper designer from 1920s who is undergoing a resurgence of popularity. Signature have been reproducing her designs in gorgeous rugs, wallpapers and fabrics. Originally I was planning a coat from this fabric, but never found a pattern that suited the huge print. My skirt Burda 04/09 101 uses a print called "Fountains in Paris" in a knit which I bought at Tessutis

I decided to cut my 'fountains upside down' - I liked them better that way. I altered he Burda pattern slightly by not allowing the button flap to open. This allowed me to insert the piping more easily. Pure laziness!

I'm happy with the way it turned out. Matching the pattern was quite difficult and I needed extra fabric to do it. I'm planning to wear this with a bright red silk blouse and my cropped black leather jacket while the weather is cooler. I'm wearing this in the photo, but It didn't quite work out. I can see why everyone is making this skirt - its fairly quick and looks great in a range of fabrics and weights. I will make another one for summer in linen.

Chanel envy

I went to a school function at the weekend. The speaker was a successful female barrister, interesting enough but I confess to not listening to a word she said. I had Chanel envy. I'm paying too much in school fees and have too much of a social conscience to even contemplate a $4000 jacket, but I've got to tell you, the real thing is TDF. Hers was white with red and black trim and the most fabulous red, black and white buttons I've ever seen. I'll have to satisfy myself with faux.

I've been working on adding colour to my winter wardrobe and have a mini SWAT underway. Now this might not rate as colour for many of you, but my plan includes:

A black and white skirt Burda 2009/04 101 with red buttons and piping (fabulous Florence Broadhurst print) ready to post picture tommorrow.

A simple button down white blouse, a red t-shirt using Burda 2009/04 112 and a red jacket (still deciding).

After the weekend, I've added a white and black/red trimmed faux Chanel to the list. I'll use Simplicity 4954 - which I think is now out of print. I picked it up on one of my recent country trips.

Just when I thought that nobody cares about my blog, the lovely Julia from Tennessee sent me this lovely blog award. So because I know just how nice it feels to be recognised in this way, I am passing on the award to six other bloggers. I follow a lot of blogs so had to think hard about who to send this on to.

First to Carol for her cyber friendship and support. We must have coffee when you are in Sydney!

Then in no particular order: to Lindsay T for pure New York style and admirable sewing skills; to Mary Nanna for quirky style and wit (and as an apology for a rude comment I left on your blog once!); to Cafe Couture for the best of French chic and because I miss her (Où êtes-vous ?); to Gay for her dedication to passing on crafting and sewing skills and finally to Amanda the first sewing blog I ever saw.

If you gals want to join the mutual admiration society heres what to do. To pass this on these bloggists should copy and paste this award to their own posts.Then choose 5 or more blogs that they have recently found and link to them from their posts. Then they need to go to those blogs and let the fellow bloggists know they have been awarded.

Addiction to black

I am addicted to black clothes. They make me feel safe and well, thinner. My husband took this photo on washday to send me a message - I look like a Greek widow.

I am aiming to inject some colour into my winter wardrobe. So why have I just sewn a "wearable muslin" in black crushed velvet?

Mental note to myself - don't finish it. Whip up something in that red or green in the stash.

Nothing is impossible...just difficult

In the process of making this jacket I have learned that bound buttonholes need to be completed on the front panel before completing the garment! I spent hours looking for a method to get around that fact, even listened to endless replays of the treacle sweet Candy Cane Canso on Expert Village (worth looking at for the pink sewing machine and pink fabric samples!) trying to work out a way of putting bound buttonholes on my finished jacket.

Well I ended up pulling up my lining and opening out the already topstitched front facing as far as I could and made them anyway. You have no idea how difficult it was to create straight, even sized welts this way. The result is only passable. If only I had known what to do at the outset.

Which is a good segue into my next topic. I need lessons! I have booked to take an intermediate class with Sydney dressmaker Bernadette Doherty starting 23 June at 6.30pm in Roseville. The only problem is that so far I am the only person in the class. We need two more people to join the class of three students. If you are interested please contact Bernadette directly through her website. See the link to tuition.

I was also very excited to hear that my fellow countryman Geoffrey Rush won a Tony Award for his performance in Exit the King on Broadway. I had front row seats to see this play when it played at the Belvoir Street theatre in Sydney. This is a very intimate space and I felt that I was witnessing something very special. Certainly one of my memorable theatre experiences, including the occasional spray of spittle from the great man!

The other theatrical highlight of my week has been my daughter's school performance of Anything Goes. R played Reno Sweeney - a standout performance that would give the great Patty Lupone a run for her money. She wants to study musical theatre when she leaves school this year. Unfortunately there is only one musical theatre school left in Australia that takes 30 students from 1000 hopefuls each year. I say some luck and chutzpah are needed as well as talent.