2022 Valentine’s Dress
That title may be misleading. It's definitely probably not the 2022 style, I’m not sure I even know what “the style” is these days. I am, however, making it for a Valentine’s Dance happening the day before Valentine’s Day.
It’s my 2022 Valentine’s Day/Dance dress.
While browsing Pinterest last week I came across a dress, which then led me down the rabbit hole of dressed until I came across this one.
Now, I was kind of in love with that color as well. But Valentine’s Day bodes more toward the red and pink end of the color spectrum.
I did come across a chart though that had all of these colors to wear on Valentine’s and the different colors signified different things. For instance; green = I am waiting, grey = not interest in love, white = sorry, already in Love, etc. So I was leaning towards a green dress, but I decided that comes across as too St. Patrick’s Day-esk. If there’s one thing you never want to do, it is confuse holidays.
Although, two years ago I wore a mint green dress to a Valentine’s Day ball, because I didn’t know it was in celebration of that particular holiday. The guy who invited me didn’t want me to think he was taking me to the dance as a date, so he just told me it was a dance, and failed to mention that I should probably wear something red, or pink, or maroon, or anything. I stuck out like green chrysanthemum in a bouquet of red roses. Despite that, I had a great time and that dress was super fun to dance in, and after a few minutes I just didn’t care that I’d clearly missed the dress code memo.
With the results in hand, I went to the fabric store to try and find something that matched or was at least semi similar to what I was hoping to accomplish, but also would not cost me a lot of money.
Most of the stuff I found ended up being on sale, and the base fabric I really liked was one of the less expensive sale fabrics, which was a nice surprise.
While I was at the cutting counter the lady asked what I was making. I told her a dress for a Valentine’s dance and that I really didn’t know how much fabric I needed because I wasn’t using a patter and was just pretty much going to wing the whole thing. She then commented that everyone seems to be doing that these days. I suppose they are, but I was sewing before it was cool. Does that make me better than everyone else, probably not. It does, however, allow me to think that I know what I’m doing even when all the evidence would say otherwise. Thus I reside in this ignorant bliss brought on by total confidence in what I think I can do.
With that let’s get back to the dress.
Then I consulted close up pictures of the actual bodice and realized that what I had made was just nothing at all like what I was going for. So I sketched out these pattern pieces and recreated that general shape on more scrap paper.
I then deconstructed, reshaped all of the pieces, and still came up with the wrong answer…
But it was closer (after I sewed all of that together to see just how wrong I was and then reevaluated and figured out what needed to be done differently), and then I was able to get a semi workable pattern made from a paper bag that was sitting on my floor.
Then I was faced with a dilemma. I had some curtains I needed to hem for a friend, but doing so would mean that I had to put a pause on the dress design (plagiarism), and spend time on those. I’d already lied and said I would do them on Sunday, but Sunday I was sort of sick and didn’t feel like doing anything because I had just spent the eleven days prior working at a very boring boat show. Not that the boat show itself was boring, but the fact that it lasted for ten hours a day and very few people came throughout the week and hours drug by like years, and you get the point. It was a rough time.
Anyhow, Sunday I woke up with a sore throat and was absolutely exhausted. I managed to run to the fabric store, upload A Compilation of Small, Random Projects I did Around Christmas and New Years and January, and pass a quiz (with a 94%, but passing is still passing no matter how mediocre it is) that I’d attempted three times already. Apart from that I accomplished nothing, zilch, nada.
Regardless, I needed to get theses curtains done. I swapped my bright pink thread for black and zipped down the ends of the curtains. Once that was done, I put the pink thread back and finished sewing my mock-up together (minus the back panels as I had run out of cheap mock-up material).
I cut the tulle out along the top and flared it at the bottom to allow room for the pleats.
After all that, I sewed a bunch of shortish strips together, sewed those into a tube, and flipped that whole tube to make a lace up.
Then tragedy struck.
Actually sorry, not yet.
First, I laid out the bodice, pinned the tulle on, adjusted the ruffles (oh yeah, I ruffled the tulle and the maid skirt somewhere back there and forgot to take pictures of it or something), pinned the underskirt on, adjusted those ruffles to fit, added a zipper to the skirt as there are obvious signs of one in the original picture, and basically finished the dress, minus sleeves and all the fancy bead work.
Then disaster struck.
Most of this occurred on Saturday evening. You'll remember Sunday at 6 is when I needed to have this thing ready to go. As such my goal was to have most of it all the way done so all I was left doing Sunday would be beading. I was right on track to accomplish that goal. Until I tried on the dress, and it was…
There aren’t really words.
Hideous maybe.
It’s like that moment when Dr. Frankenstien looked at the creature he’d created and was so revolted that he ran from the room in terror.
That about sums up the feeling I had when I saw this dress.
So out of shear frustration and exhaustion, I grabbed my scissors chopped the skirt from the bodice, reshaped the skirt, resewed the edges, hemmed it to trick my self into thinking I had actually finished it so I could sleep, and went to bed.
The next day, Sunday, I set to work again trying to figure out how to selvage this project.
To improve my mood, I put on an inspirational podcast and honestly it really helped.
I didn’t want to put a zipper in the skirt again because I hate sewing zippers in, but I needed a way for the skirt to fit my waist and still be able to fit over the rest of me. That led to adding elastic to the back half of the skirt so it would be fitted and also stretchy. Then I added pleats to the front to make it a perfect fit.
That lead to the next challenge; I didn’t have enough fabric to make a whole new bodice and I didn’t know how to make the old one better.
But I figured it out, got the whole thing fitting better, not well but better than it was.
Then, I couldn’t figure out how to attach the darn thing to the bodice. I almost wanted to leave it in two pieces because I was starting to like the skirt so much (I was wearing it around pretty much the entire time I was altering the bodice).
The biggest problem was the elastic. In order for it to work the way I wanted it to it had to be allowed to retain it’s elastic nature. Sewing it to the bodice forced the entire garment to conform to the will of the bodice. Eventually though, I found a way around that.
I should also mention I was rushing like crazy during this whole last part because I had to be somewhere at 2pm, and there was a lot of deliberating and not a lot of sewing going on during this time.
Anyhow, here’s the grand reveal.
An old guy told me that I should be a model when I was taking pictures of my 1950s pink dress. I did my best to get some good model poses, but I still don’t think I have a shot at that gig. In the last picture I was trying to do an epic jump in the air and that was the best I got (I tried so many times). Yes, that is snow you see in the background. Yes, I am barefoot. Yes, the ground was very cold. Totally worth it though as I don’t have shoes that would have gone well with that dress and the sunset was perfect!
I’m not very happy with how this came out. I’m probably going to take it apart and redo the bodice with one of my favorite patterns so that it’ll look nice. I really just wanted to get something posted since last week I promised I would. It was also really good to have a deadline to work towards.
I know this was long and I wanted to take out all of the mess up parts and obviously the end result looks nothing like what I was going for, but that’s how it goes. Next time I’ll pick something a little less complicated to try making. I did likely throw myself into the deep end with this project.
Thanks for sticking around this long. Stay tuned for an update on this dress, but it probably won’t be fore a while because I really need to pack so I can move. I may at that point put that in it’s own blog post with my moving adventures of the past three years (not moving like emotional, but moving, like moving from one house to another).
P.S. I had very good intentions of getting this out on Sunday, but Sunday got really crazy and I didn’t have time to finish the dress much less write a post. Then I was going to do it on Monday since that was officially Valentine’s Day, but it was rainy and I still didn’t have finished pictures and as much fun as a rainy photo shoot sounds, I just didn’t really want to show this dress off in the rain.