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Refashioned: The Betty Boopinator
Oh haiiiiii bbs!
So, Vancouver has basically been one gigantic rain cloud for the past few weeks. I would normally not be too concerned, except it makes indoor picture taking the ABSOLUTE WORST. Thus, I have not taken any new pictures of any of my makes.
Yes, let’s just pretend that is the reason, and it definitely has nothing to do with binge-watching Riverdale on Netflix…yessss…
Anywho, I am going to hit you up with an oldie, a remake from the summertime, a post I (and I quote) “would never post because the pictures are not good enough”
Lolz. Lolz fam lolz.
REFASHIONED: THE BOOPINATOR
A few years ago, my mother-in-law (same lady from the first post) and I were on a Las Vegas vacation and hitting up alll of them good outlet malls. You know the north ones are better than the south ones henny, get on it. Although I was already in full ‘where are my clothes made’ movement (aka just shady walking behind people and asking if they minded that a Bangladeshi slave labourer made their $15 shirt), my mother-in-law was very adamant about me getting a dress. I chose this cute vintage moment, thanked her profusely for her wallet generosity, and mindlessly went on my way.
CUT TO TWO YEARS LATER: wake up in a cold sweat realizing that:
1. I have never worn the dress and
2. It probably would not fit anymore.
GUILT. OH THE GUILT. THE HWHITE HWHITE HWHOMAN GUILT.
Instead of secretly gifting it to the a thrift store, never talking about it again, and bringing shame upon my name and the good fortune of people who have made the mistake to love me, I decided I would step up and make it wearable once again. There, uh, were some notable challenges.
Luckily for me, the actual insides looked fairly familiar to my usual sewing creations: serged seams, thick hems, and some neck facings.
My plan of attack was as follows: Take in the side seams aaaaaaaaand hope for the best. Which is exactly what I did. If you wanted to be, err, professional about it, I would probably suggest deconstructing the whole piece (as it would not have been that complicated to do so), altering it to your body shape, and then re-constructing it to have a perfect fit. However, that would have meant taking the facings off and actually putting real thought into it and I just was not mentally prepared for that kind of engagement. So, side seams marked, I just sewed down those puppies with reckless abandon (I ended up serging them after this photo was taken).
BADDA BING BABIES.
In doing so, my most egregious fit issues are the now smaller armsythes, which are noticeable when I flail my arms about. But, other than that, the bodice issues were sufficiently taken care of and the overall fit is much more wearable than before. You want that before and after, don’t you hunnies?!
I know I am doing some before and after magic with that red belt (it came with the dress) but LOOKIE LOOKIE LOO WHO HAS A NEW DRESSIE POO?! I think I will get much more wear (read: any wear) out of the fitted version of this dress, which lessens the guilt I feel in my day-to-day life. I kindddddddd of just realized now this isn’t really a ‘refashioned’ as I did not really ‘refashion’ anything, but its like 9AM ON A MOTHER FLIPPIN’ MONDAY CUT ME SOME MOTHER FLIPPIN’ SLACK PEOPLE.
Can you wish some good weather on Vancouver so I can finally go outside and take pictures? Kthnx.