Yes, this time I don’t have good things to report:
I finally made a bomber jacket
– I took time and care
– I ended up not liking it at all.
Win some, loose some, I suppose!
I originally made this for my daughter, although it should have been in a different fabric. But when I started to lay out the pattern pieces I realised that the fabric had some marks on it which were so widely spaced I could not use it. I soldiered on with this flowery denim, kinda knowing that it wouldn’t be my daughter’s kind of thing but thinking I could wear the jacket in the end.
But unfortunately I’m never going to! I really don’t like this on me!
The fabric, a quite substantial denim, is too thick and although I absolutely love looking at those flowers I should have followed my initial idea and should have made trousers out of it. I don’t like it as a jacket!
Overall the jacket is too big (though I cut my usual size 40) and it is too short. The sleeves are too long and too full at the end I think. I hate the high neck. I feel strangled just by looking at this.
So I’m putting this down as Fail of the Year. Every thing went well in the sewing room and all went wrong in the dressing room.
I’m still not put off bomber jackets, though. I am going to try again – with a lighter fabric – and a longer cut – and with set in sleeves, not raglan sleeves – and a deeper V-neck.
Do you think this shows spirit in adversity or simply a lack of willingness to accept the lessons that life teaches me?