I decided to take on a big project about 2 months ago. Growing up, my grandma used to make my Easter dresses every year. I got to pick out the patterns most of the time, and pick the material. I really liked it and it meant alot to me. So I wanted to start the tradition with my girls.
It started out innocently enough. Knowing that this was my first attempt at making clothing. I knew I was going to have some problems. But I had no idea what problems I was heading for. I looked through patterns online with Maddie and we picked out the ones we liked. Well I should say the ones Maddie liked. Then Maddie and I went to the Fabric store and bought everything we needed. She picked out the material also.
I decided to do Olivia's dress first. Since the pattern said "Easy to Sew." How wrong the words really were. I call it the Dress from Hell. A bit harsh but the only words to convey my feelings in a few words. That thing took me almost 6 weeks to make and it still looked horrible. I think I about destroyed my sewing machine a million times. I loved the whole dress except the neck, the neck never sat right. My favorite part was the rick rack at the bottom. I finally quite trying to fix the neck and let it be until I got Maddie's made (and then so many hours were spent on the neck after Maddie's-ugh).
Maddie's on the other hand went like clockwork. I only got upset at the sewing machine once. What a difference these two patterns were. I am proud of my work, but I see mistakes. But I loved Maddie's dress, and it only took half the time to make hers. And it fit her perfectly. One big reason I got it done so fast was I was running out of time and had to work double time.
I have to say the hardest part for me was being a perfectionist. I am no perfectionist! My mom told me I would be fine if I just acted like one. And so I did, I unpicked so many stitches and so many times I tried to figure a way around the unpicking but I still unpicked. I called my mom constantly for help and it seemed almost nightly. After I finished the dresses I felt good. All the frustrations left me and it was replaced with pride of my work. They aren't perfect but I loved how they turned out.