Like some sewists out there I hear voices. Not all the time, but I do hear them when out fabric shopping. “Look at me, look at me”, I hear fabrics calling. “Don’t buy her, buy me – who knows what wonderful things you could make me into”, fabrics call out enticingly, waving their fold at me shamelessly.
So far, so normal, at least for me. But the other day, something unusual happened: A fabric bewitched me by not only telling me to buy it, but also by demanding which pattern to use! Yep, I walked past a bolt of powder pink wool coating with not a thought in the world, because actually I was checking out a new delivery of linen silk blends, and it stopped me in my tracks telling me: “You will buy me and make me into a little spring jacket, you know the one you saw in a Burda magazine recently. Resistance is futile”.
So I took this as fate, went home, found the jacket the fabric wanted in last year’s September issue, checked for fabric requirements, went back to the shop the next day and now I am making a powder pink little spring jacket…
And while there was no powder pink little spring jacket anywhere even in the most tentative corners of my sewing plans, I love what is turning out!
The pattern the fabric chose this #103, a cropped jacket with a Peter Pan style collar:
In true Burda style you can’t see any of the design lines on the modelled version, but it’s actually very clever. The jacket has raglan sleeves, but they continue to the front and back forming a yoke.
I really have to praise Burda for this pattern: everything came together beautifully, all seems matched, the amount of easing between front and side pieces is perfect and although there was no hand holding with the instructions and I could not really visualize what they wanted me to do a few times I just did as they told me and it made sense in the end.
Here is the sleeve/yoke detail:
I have even remembered to cut the undercollar a little bit smaller so that the seam is not visible on the side:
Now I need to ponder which buttons to choose – unfortunately none of the buttons in my stash have spoken to me yet. Maybe I will have to take the coat to the shop and wait which buttons volunteer? Or should the ask the coat? It is the brains in this enterprise anyway.
Am I alone in this? Am I the only one who has her sewing choices dictated by fabric? Or do you have similar tales to tell?