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One Pocket: Three Shirts
This post can also be called:
‘That time that I thought I could make 2 shirts in one evening’, or
‘Hey, do you remember that you do not know what you are doing?’, or even
‘Are you trying to make a blog post about 3 separate shirts for no reason?’
Do you remember this hot little number from a few months ago? The Charlotte Kan Pocket Tee has been my summertime jam for those days where comfort is key or I have eaten one too many slices of that sweet sweet za (j.k. I can’t eat pizza anymore guys)
The shirt above was made true to the pattern with no alterations, but I wanted to jazz up my second tee by making it more into a croppie-toppie as I am basically obsessed with cropped tees. Every morning I don’t exercise (aka every morning) and every meal where I eat an extra piece of bread (aka every meal), I always have that tiny Oprah voice in the back of my head saying ‘remember, Natasha, you want to wear cropped tees’.
Let’s dream about crop tops, shall we? Hello Inari Crop Tee realness; this pattern (shirt and dress) has been on my to-do list for quite a while. Oh hi, my personal style kween and dream friend in an alternate universe Nadia Aboulhosn, slay in that crop sweater girl.
So, inspo-in-hand, I tried my hand at a (in hindsight) barely cropped crop top for my first dive into the world that I am SO DESPERATELY trying to be a part of.
This, again, is the Pocket Tee by Charlotte Kan in the same black linen fabric that I made my first one out of. I shortened this garment at the ‘lengthen or shorten’ line on the front and back bodice pieces (I know, so original, so inventive, right?). Everything else was made as per the instructions. Fun fact: I correctly made the pocket this time!
(All you super smart readers may deduce the previous statement infers that, last time, I incorrectly made the pocket butttttt if you could keep that on the hush hush dl from the people who didn’t get that innuendo that would be totes cool).
If you recall from my Aster post, short shirts are very out of the norm for me. I am still getting used to this new silhouette for my body type but I am just ONE step closer to having that 24/7 #croplife, am I right or am I right?
OK. First shirt of the night done. That’s 50% of my goal. Shirt two coming up.
I happened to have the smallest sliver of black linen fabric left over from which I knew would fit a Wiksten Tank perfectly. I have previously made 4 or 5 of these tanks, as they were my go-to pattern a few years back. However, since that time, I have had some healthy-living weight loss successes, so I knew that I would need to re-cut my pattern for a smaller size. I was too lazy to look for the booklet on pattern sizes and instructions for the top, so I just did a little guessing and went to town.
I feel like the epitaph on my tombstone should read:
Here lies Natasha
An idiot whose failures were caused by laziness
Oh hey, the internet is a real thing:
ALWAYS! BE! BRANDING!
Anyways, back to the shirt.
Incredibly too big. Like, what is life even with this shirt?
Now, at this time of night, with my fake two shirt goal deadline looming, my inner stubborn nature started rearing it’s ugly head. Instead of unpicking the seams, re cutting the pattern, and being totally fine, I though to myself, ‘darts are a thing, right?’
Ugh, Right Now Natasha really wishes that Past Natasha wasn’t such an asshole.
I did some very preliminary google searches on how to do double pointed darts, did some reading in my Sewaholic Sewtionary, and just ran with it. ‘It’s all skill building at this point, right?’ is what I say to myself in order to rationalize my dumb choices.
Alright, darts are done. They don’t look too terrible, and it now fits in the lower back so its time to move on. DON’T STOP FOR ANYTHING ELSE, NATASHA, JUST MOVE ON.
I finished off the neckline and armholes with bias tape in the same material, and went to triumphantly try on my totally super well fitting shirt like a kween of garments that I am.
Whyeee are you doing this to me, shirt? You were supposed to be fun and easy breezy like a sunny Sunday afternoon! I wish I could keep your spirits up, my devoted readers, but at this point it time: I gave up. It was late, stubborn Natasha was defeated, and I couldn’t even with anything anymore.
In the morning, I considered chucking the shirt and moving on. I had made enough out of the fabric to feel comfortable with the waste, and this shirt was obviously cursed by the devil so it should be banished forever. But that pocket though.
Fine. Fuck it. We’re going live. Let’s do this.
In what you have come to know and expect from me, pure laziness took over. I definitely only unpicked half of the bias bindings because do I need to redirect you to the tombstone epitaph? I also apparently don’t have any pictures of this process because this was just rage sewing at this point. I cut about 0.5″ from each side of the shoulder seam allowance and cut a more sloping neckline on the back bodice so that it would fit my neck more appropriately. I then resewed the unpicked binding from the arms, taking off that extra little bit for the shortened shoulder seams, and resewed the neck binding, muttering under my breath the entire way.
By cutting the shoulder seams, the shirt sits a bit higher in the armpits which may or may not turn out to be uncomfortable in future wearings, but for now it works and that is much less than I expected would happen.
Oh hey there, bane of my existence. Glad you could make it onto this blog post.
Realistically, I don’t know if I would ever do these darts again, as I know I didn’t complete them perfectly. But hey, who’s perfect 100% of the time? The front of this shirt is a-ok, so this will just be layered among layers of cardigans and jean jackets, with that damn adorable pocket peeking through.
Thusly ends the tale of little pocket that could. In all seriousness, I actually am in love with this pocket design and will probably keep adding it to all patterns that come without a breast pocket because: I can.
Thanks for following along, and remember: