The Dress that Almost Wasn’t

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Grecian Statuette Dress
An Off-the-Cuff Off-the-Shoulder No-Sew ReFash!

Hey Everybody!  I know, I’ve been absent for about a week now, but you know I’ll always come back to you, right?  I was just feeling like I hadn’t been spending enough time with my friends, so I took a little break to relax.  Everybody needs a breather every now and again, right?

What follows is probably THE MOST frustrating refashion I’ve ever done, and a testament to my lunkwilled stubbornness.

It all began with this nautical number right here:

 

The loooooove boooooat!
The loooooove boooooat!

 

Had I found this a few weeks ago, it would have probably ended up being my dress for the Yacht Rock soiree I attended a while back.  Sadly, I had no use for this nautical look.

A close inspection of those star buttons revealed they were in pretty bad shape, so I removed them.

 

So sad.
So sad.

 

I also got rid of those giant shoulder pads!

 

Check out that sad & misshapen pad!
Check out that sad & misshapen pad!

 

As most of you know, I HATE wearing white (It only serves to bring out my ghastly pallor), so I tossed this frock into a nice, hot dye bath!

 

This looks like a cool combo...
This looks like a cool combo…

 

This is where things started to go awry.

This dress is a ramie/rayon blend.  Ramie takes dye.  Rayon does not.  This means that I knew I would only be getting a subtle blue out of this.

Except…

 

NOOOOOOO!
NOOOOOOO!

 

The darker bits are where a stain was that I didn’t notice in my initial examination of this dress.  They were super-noticeable and only on that one spot.

I almost gave up right then.

Before scrapping this refashion altogether, I decided to try to dab on a bit of bleach to the spots…

 

Well crap.
Well crap.

Yeah…that didn’t quite work out.

I was so close to giving up.

I took the bottles of dye I had used and splattered random bits of dye on the dress and left it in my sink overnight.

 

An act of desperation.
An act of desperation.

 

When I rinsed it out, I discovered that the splotchy dye hadn’t set at all.  I was back to square one.

I filled a pitcher with a bleach water solution and wadded the dress up inside it.  I figured that if I made the rest of the dress uneven, those splotches might look intentional.

 

I am clearly out of my gourd.
I am clearly out of my gourd.

 

Guess what?  It worked!  HUZZAH!

I was still far from done.  I found some cool buttons in my giant stash, and sewed three onto my dress.  I decided to just leave off the functionless buttons on the left side.

 

Cute, eh?
Cute, eh?

 

I grabbed my seam ripper and got to work removing the sleeves and collar.

 

Begone!  You've stayed your hour!
Begone! You’ve stayed your hour!

 

Next, I unpicked the front and back seams of the crotch.

 

Pick.  Pick.  Pick.
Pick. Pick. Pick.

 

All this unpicking left me with some rapidly-fraying raw edges to deal with.   I put what was about to be my new dress inside-out on my dress form and pinned the unpicked legs into a skirt.

 

See?
See?

 

I stitched this down and cut off the extra fabric.

 

Whirrrrr!
Whirrrrr!

 

I pinned down the raw edges of the collar and arm holes…

 

Securing the perimeter!
Securing the perimeter!

 

No more fraying!
No more fraying!

 

…and stitched those down too.

 

We're almost done!
We’re almost done!

 

I took in each side to make my frock perfectly fitted, like ya do.

 

Just a little pin & stitch!
Just a little pin & stitch!

 

When I tried on my new dress to see how it was shaping up, I was alarmed to see a little something extra I hadn’t planned for…

 

My dress…has…a penis.
My dress…has…a tiny penis.

 

It was awful.  After all that work on this extremely frustrating refashion, I had somehow ended up with a suspiciously bulgy-crotched frock that there was NO WAY I was going out in public in!

I almost gave up.

But then I took the bulgy area, folded it under and pinned in from behind to do a weird faux 2 piece thing that I think really looks quite awesome.

And now, BEHOLD!  The most annoying refashion I’ve ever executed!  :)

 

TA DA!
TA DA!

 

I actually love this.

 

What do you think?
What do you think?

 

Le back!
Le back!

 

I wore my fancy new frock to SC Pride, where I made some new friends!

 

I thought she said her name was Josephine, but someone told me it's actually Justine.  Whatever her name is, isn't she lovely?
I thought she said her name was Josephine, but someone told me it’s actually Justine. Whatever her name is, isn’t she lovely?

 

Beetlejuice!  Beetlejuice!  Beetlejuice!
Beetlejuice! Beetlejuice! Beetlejuice!

 

I had a blast with my friends, who all thought my dress was pretty swell.

 

Love these guys!
Love these guys!

 

Such a great turnout!
Such a great turnout!

 

Dan and I even enjoyed brandy and cigars on a patio!

 

We're so fancy...
We’re so fancy…

 

Breakin' the law.  Breakin' the law.
Breakin’ the law. Breakin’ the law.

 

Such a lovely day!  And I’m SO very very happy I didn’t give up!  Do you find yourself stuck on a refashion like this every now and again?  How do you get over the “I really don’t want to do this anymore” hump?

Cheers!

 

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