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A Bevy of Dresses

I havenā€™t only been cooking for the past couple of weeks I have also done some sewing. I had wanted a new dress to wear to Seder, so I made this dress out of a lacey grey sweater knit that I had picked up in the garment district. Iā€™m not sure of the fiber content but I believe that there is some wool in the mix.  The dress was designed to wear with a full slip

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The grey sweater knit has a nearly identical cousin for every day wear. The turquoise and black rayon knit has gotten shorter in the wash so I have to figure out something to add some length. I am open to suggestions.

 

The basic shape , with the wide neckline and cap sleeves is really flattering on.

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I also made a slightly tricky version of the same dress.

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The tricky part is that the fabric has a yoke made up  of the black mesh.  I decided to make life easy for myself and just sew the black mesh to the blue knit before I cut out the dress.

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The striped fabric was tuck stitched with wavy lines by the manufacturer.  The tucks make a pretty boring and ordinary fabric look incredibly cool.SAM_2199

I made yet another version of the same dress using just the manipulated strip fabric. I figure that you have enough imagination to see the dress made just in the manipulated stripe and in the same shape, wide neckline, cap sleeve and sort of knee length.

 

All of which goes to show you  can have a wardrobe filled with varietyā€¦even if your clothes are all the same shape.

Comments

  1. Dear Sarah, I love the way you cook and sew! You just DO IT....me, I have to ponder, mull, change my mind about the fabric, read every step of the patterns....finally it gets done. Cooking, not so much. I just never know what to make, shall we get pizza? Eat the leftovers etc. More power to you! I'm too old to change but I do admire your work every day. Nancy

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