Which is probably where I went wrong. I mean, it turned out pretty much as I'd hoped but drawing out a new pattern piece and finagling it into place is something that I haven't mastered and my mood last weekend wasn't conducive to patience and order.
I was up in Marysville with Suzanne and Deb and wanted to very much impress Suzanne on the easy, breezy do-ability of pattern sewing. But this was neither easy nor breezy. The raw material was a Goodwilled sheet (that I love--pale, pale flowered patterned that cost me 2 bucks-ish) which is always a mite scary as you can't just run back to JoAnne's if you get liberal with the cutting shears.
But it's never too late to be wronger than wrong. I was using Debbie's serger because I love sergers and wanted to be done fast but several times, I'd be reading the
It also didn't help that the stupid midriff was sized for anorexics. So...that's why I call this:
|Plural of Gusset|