Today in the sewing room I was working on a dress.
This Lida Baday back wrapped dress was once upon a time part of my wardrobe. Let's just say, many moons ago. It was a time when I was a wee skinny thing and sewed this dress in a single digit size.
I'm no longer that single digit size. But when I spotted this pattern on Etsy I couldn't resist the thought that maybe it could be part of my wardrobe once again. I liked that dress that much.
I had enough black silk in my stash that I made the original dress in. There was no stopping me, not even a muslin. If it fit me back-in-the-day it will surely fit me in a newer double digit size. I worked on the dress carefully basting the two back layers together and then stitching the front to back pieces.
I thought what the heck, I'll try it on before I sew the bodice facing pieces when the realization that sometimes you just can't go back.
“What I like about photographs is that they capture a moment that’s gone forever, impossible to reproduce.” ― Karl Lagerfeld
That's what these photographs capture, a moment that is gone forever and impossible to reproduce.
I don't like this dress as I once did. I have curves where I didn't have when I was younger. This is a dress suited to my younger self, not the me of today.
Sew, it is hanging on the dress form, that beautiful silk fabric, waiting for inspiration to transform it into something that I will like to wear.