“I really love the technique of sewing more than anything else…the seamstress is the one who knows fashion from the inside! That’s the art form really, not fashion design, but the technique of how it’s done.”
I’m not sure how I first discovered Isabel Toledo. Maybe it was when the FLOTUS wore her designs. Maybe it was when I saw her shoe collection at Payless. Whatever threw me into her path, I’m grateful. I find her, and her relationship with her husband, Ruben, kind of fascinating. Though, perhaps at first glance, her clothes don’t scream SEXY. To me, there is something about the cut and fabric and the way Ruben draws it all that is so, so sexy to me. Maybe it’s an understated way of expressing sexiness, but it is no less effective.
So continues my exploration into all things sexy. Any undertaking of which MUST include pieces by one Alexander McQueen.
McQueen was undeniably a genius. A tragic genius. One too sensitive for this world.I don’t proclaim to know much about him beyond that. But one only need look at his work, his quotes, examine his aesthetic to determine that much about him.
Alexander McQueen :: Savage Genius
: Construction : Demolition : Silhouette : Cutting : Erotic : Power : Fear : Perverse : Sexuality :
BBW Home Stretch Raglan (with slight Flashdance mods)
Done up in three fabrics: black and chartreuse ponte knit and cream cotton/lycra.
All from Metro Textiles in the NYC Garment District.
I’m so super pleased with this! I love the bright color, the fit and the addition of another throw-on-and-go top to my wardrobe.
I’m also really pleased that I found a use for the remainder of that cream fabric. I made another Coppelia with the rest of it. MUCH more successful than the first go. I used Rachel’s faux wrap mod. I have another, slouchier, one planned.
I hope this creative streak continues. It was nice having something new to wear! That I didn’t have to buy! My knitting continues, too. I’m onto the left front of my Hetty cardigan. I want to push through to join the body tonight.
Off to ponder to some sexy sewing!! You should SEE who’s already on board!!
Get ready to get sexy!!
Guys, I have fancy britches on the brain, again
The (hot, screaming, biased, ridiculous) debate about my muse that kick started this collection, Beyonce (and her incredibly sexy videos), also made me take some time to think about sexiness in general and our right as people to express it. I won’t get into the whole BeyDebate, here. BUT I will say that, sometimes, what is good for the goose is not good for the gander…when the gander is a brown woman.
As I get older, I feel even more comfortable with myself and my looks. As a teen you couldn’t pay me to wear a tank top, lol. So I can relate to her increased comfort level being expressed through her wardrobe. In addition to my plans to sew up some sexy small clothes, I’ve been itching to add some more sexy pieces to my handmade wardrobe to push my comfort level further, too.
But, as Suzanne says in this post, somehow sexiness and sewing don’t seem to keep the same company. There are some women who can make ANYTHING sexy (see: Mimi G and Nikki making the most basic of patterns POP with fit and fabric), but the sexiness is sort of lacking in my pattern collection. And like Suzanne said, the offerings from many pattern companies are decidedly buttoned up and prim.
So, my friends Clio and Nancy Drew and I are teaming up to hunt up some sexiness!!
Will you get Sew Sexy with us?
Here’s the nitty gritty:
- Fabric Shopping this Saturday – February 22 – (Not required, but certainly fun! Email Lisette at taponmyback(at)cox(dot)net for deets!)
- Grab a Button here!
- And join the Flickr group!
As Lisette said, we’ve agreed to leave “sexy” up to the individual. The three of us vary wildly in what we like to wear and our definitions of sexy will surely be affected by that.
Whatever it means to you, we enthusiastically welcome all!
My FAVORITE group, ever.
Gave their fans an amazing Valentine, gems from their catalog
I have been taken back.
Way, way, WAY BACK.
Way back, to a time in my life where rap music (particularly the amazing, socially conscious rap music that dominated the era) was all that tethered me to this Earth. Every time I listen to De La or Tribe or Mos Def or Common, I can remember, with perfect clarity, where I was when I first heard the songs. Remember the journey to the record store (remember those!?!) to buy a cassette tape (!!) or CD. I can remember listening to some songs on my Walkman and Discman (!!!) until the batteries died. And reading the liner notes for thank yous, trying to spot familiar names. And rendering my favorite CDs to scratched, horrible messes from carrying them around everywhere. I remember running out to buy the latest Source Magazine after spotting someone reading it on the train.
I remember long lines to get into venues. Feeling all of my awkward older-teen-on-the-cusp-of-womanhood feelings surrounded by the beautiful women who frequent rap shows. I can remember jumping with those packed crowds, taking elbows to the head. I remember shyly asking for autographs and photos. I even remember spotting Posdnuos in SOHO and being too bashful to say hi…then immediately regretting it and spending 15 minutes trying to figure out where he’d gone, LOL!
I remember choosing, from all of my music collection, the songs of these men to take with me abroad. I remember the sense of home they gave me when I was so far from mine. I can remember falling asleep to I Be Blowin’. I can remember weeping when I heard that Tribe was breaking up. I remember their last concert and the finality of that era of my life ending when we left the venue.
It’s shocking to think that some of these things happened twenty+ years ago. My life is so many light years better than it was at that time. But, there are days when I’d give anything to relive those moments. To hear those songs for the first time, again. To go to a show and be so damn glad to be in the same space as those I so admired.
I feel glimmers of it when I listen. And it feels real good.
Thanks, De La Soul.
I needed a palate cleanser after a(nother) failed attempt at pants.
I needed SOMETHING to feel good in after days and days of warm, boring clothes.
GO AWAY WINTER
But YAY for quick shirts.
Even if I now know for sure that I cut the pattern too small. I suspected so (this is actually my 3rd tee from this pattern).
C’est la vie.
I like the way each section is different.
I like how well it looks with these almost black jeans.
And I even like these hazy pics of me wearing it.
Pattern :: Deer & Doe Plantain
Fabric :: Ombre Rayon from Metro Textiles