Black Amethyst, AKA Burda February 08 #117
The only other change I added was to lengthen the sleeves from 3/4 to full length, to have the ability of wearing this with a long-sleeved top.
This pattern requires a lot of work, precision, and dedication… Especially if you’re a sucker for punishment and decide to make it in a slippery, wrinkled taffeta, which therefore cannot be pressed during the sewing. This made the cutting, tracing, measuring and sewing so much more difficult. In the end, though, I found it well worth it. I love the combination in textures of the vertical wrinkles and the horizontal topstitching.
A word on the fabric: Seb and I chose it together on one of our precious weekend walks around Paris (this one comes from le marché Saint-Pierre, premier étage, I think). It is a wrinkled taffetas woven with two different threads: the warp is an iridescent amethyst, and the weft is black. I know each picture shows a slightly different hue; well, they’re all here, in real life.
This coat was a first in several respects:
– inseam pockets (oh, I love the pockets! I love the ability to put my hands in the pockets while I strut about Paris)
– Hong-Kong seam finish (with aubergine satin bias tape)
– shoulder pads
– stand-up collar (this was the most difficult step in the whole process – I spent soo much time and ripped many a seam getting that darn collar right!).
Giving myself this challenge at a time where my work is itself such a huge endeavour, might have been a little much, and there were times when I thought so. But I don’t regret it. I like a challenge!
This is one of my favourite creations so far – one of those I’m most proud of, and enjoy wearing most.
When I arrived at my parents’ wearing this last week, my mother insisted on photographing me in the garden right away. She also said, at once – what a pity Mamie isn’t there to see it.
I still haven’t come to terms with my grandma not being here anymore. I’ve been through mourning before, but losing Mamie a year ago has been the most difficult thing in my life. It still is.
However, I’ve realized I need to do thing as well as if she were there, and could see them. Sewing is both a way to try and get closer to her, it is my own special way of remembering her (she comes alive again in my mind while I sew, I can see and hear her); but it is also a cause for renewed sadness, that there is so much that we cannot share anymore.
Seb knows so well how important this project was to me, that he gave me an amethyst necklace and earrings set for my birthday, to match. How thoughtful is this?
The set comes from Etsy, too, meaning it is handcrafted and one of a kind. A perfect match indeed.
Simplicity must have a special carrier from their warehouse to Paris, because the order I placed a couple of days ago, and which I was mentioning earlier today, was waiting for me at the PO tonight! Miss Cutie approves of the patterns.