Delusions of Grandeur
After I made a couple of aprons for teachers last year word got out that I could sew. And even I started to believe it. It was a lie. A teacher asked me today if I could sew a poodle skirt for her granddaughter–she’s also a student at the school and there’s a "Sock Hop" tomorrow night for the kids and families.
Well, the teacher gave me the pattern (and it said Easy on it), some fabric (not the kind the pattern specified), and a poodle applique. No matching thread, no zipper, no clue that I had no idea what to do with a zipper anyway. I decided to go for it. I can sew a straight line, damn it! I decided to make the opening a little bigger and use elastic instead of a zipper. Of course she didn’t buy elastic. I improvised on all of the stuff not included.
I had just enough pink from a random bobbin with the last of the pink thread at my house. I took a piece of elastic out of an old pair of raggedy time-to-throw-them-out pajamas. And I used the plain cotton-y fabric instead of the suggested wool or felt. The hardest part of all of it was sewing the hem on the bottom. Since the fabric was basically one big circle with a circle cut out for the waist, the hem was bigger on the bottom which ended up being the top once I pressed (yes, I ironed) the ends over. Because of the extra material on the bottom (which became the top of the hem part) the skirt is bunchy on the inside/bottom part of the skirt. I shouldn’t have made such a big hem I guess. Whatever.
The teacher offered to pay me. I’m going to tell her that payment is for her not to tell anyone that I made it. Then we’ll be even.
