I am so mad right now, because I feel like I wasted my whole day. Okay, I didn't waste the entire day. I did some laundry, got our suitcases put away, and generally tidied up around the house. But then I felt like I should sew something.
That says it all. I should sew something. I haven't made anything since before we went on vacation, so it seemed like I should get back to it. Only we're between the seasons. And I wasn't in the mood. And I'm wearing a new retainer that's making my teeth hurt and making me cranky.
So is it any surprise that things didn't go well? I had this pattern that looked like it might have some potential--a McCall's "Show Me" pattern from the late seventies/early eighties. This is what reeled me in, a line drawing from the instructions:
It kind of reminded me of that Built By Wendy top. Sleeves puffed with elastic, no separate sleeve pieces, gathered neckline. Well, thank goodness I didn't use fabric I liked, because this thing looks like a cross between a potato sack and a scrub top. Even though I made it a size smaller than the envelope said I should, it is so incredibly voluminous that (get this) it actually looks better tucked in. Considering it's been a good two decades since I wore a shirt tucked in, I guess I shouldn't be too surprised that this pattern looks better that way. I have no intention of tucking a shirt in ever again, however, so I bailed on this top before I even finished it. Blech.