big pink reprecussions
In contrast to my work life, where I am getting *nothing* done, due to my boss' tendency to bounce off of walls because of his imminent departure, my home life this weekend was reasonably productive. Finishing the big pink (or coral) sweater must have aligned the project completion ions in the air favorably or something. Friday night I addressed ten buttonholes. I'd forgotten how to use the buttonhole thingy on my machine because usually I hand finish my buttonholes, and then I couldn't find my manual so I started to clean the whole studio. This turned out to be very productive because not only did I find some more floor space, I found the manual and turned back to buttonholing with a will. This is the result:

Remember those pants? Now done. Threads all sewn in and everything. Ready to wear. Heartened by that success and still in a tidying mood, I found on the sewing table a skirt that's been needing waist elastic for... oh, about four years.
It now has waist elastic and is also ready to wear. Come to that, I'm not at all sure any more that I will wear it, but the bias flounce is rather nice, so we'll see. The fabric is a drapey rayon twill, very comfortable. Maybe it would be a good traveling skirt because it doesn't take up much space.
Speaking of traveling, we come to the Peru Skirt. An ideal Peru trip includes visits to highland villages to learn weaving. Highlands in this case means 11,000 feet and up, steep mountain terrain. Villages in this case are typically reached only in a 4-wheel drive (or the open back of a pickup-- don't tell my mother) or by mule. Bathrooms are unheard of; outhouses are unlikely; running water is down in the valley there but don't fall in because the currents can be wicked. To deal with such situations, I find skirts far preferable to pants. Going to the bathroom is easier (your bottom is not as exposed to view or to wind). You can pile things under your skirt-- extra petticoats and long underwear at night. You can hike the skirt up at noon when it's hot. You can hide things in the folds if necessary-- safety pins, ribbons, keys. You can dry your hands on it. If full enough, it allows complete freedom of movement.
Did I mention it is cold up there? Every time I go I wish my skirts (up to now of cotton calico) were made of something more substantial. Therefore, the creation of a black wool version. The waist is faced with red velvet, so I won't feel the wool against my skin. It's not quite finished-- waist facing needs to be sewn down, it needs a hem and buttons-- but it's definitely a skirt and well on the way to being wearable. Not bad for a couple Saturday hours.







