Do I look tired in this picture? Maybe its because the past month has been crazy. I took four different trips (3 for work, one for family), gave 2 talks, a lab meeting, and a poster, and squeezed in a little time to finish this dress.
I knew when I ordered this fabric that I wanted to make it into a wrap dress. My first thought was V8379, but once the fabric arrived— somewhat sweater-y and soft— I thought it would never hold up with that full a skirt. I checked with Faye, who had just made the Vogue dress, and she agreed. So I went for the faux wrap , M6163 instead.
Since I am paranoid about knit dresses stretching out under their own weight, I did my best to reinforce the top. For the long edges of the wrap I followed Cennetta’s lead and serged elastic onto the edge of the seam allowance. I then rolled it under twice and topstitched it down so the elastic was completely hidden and the wrap had no chance of drooping. I also interfaced the neckline and all of the raglan seams.
I spent a long time puzzling over the pattern pieces, gathering them and comparing them to my sloper to try to decide if and how I should alter the wrap. I finally decided it was beyond me and cut the bodice as-is according to my measurements. I ended up having to take it in quite a bit at the front, sides, and neckline to get a good fit. I guess I should have made a muslin but I didn’t have a knit with similar stretch and weight that I was willing to sacrifice. How do you guys fit knitted garments?
As with all printed fabrics, I also spent a long time laying out the pattern. I wanted it to slope in by the same amount on both sides of the wrap and I think I pulled that off. Despite my care, though, the hemline doesn’t line up with the pattern. I hope it’s not too noticeable. Here’s a slightly crummy full length shot so you can see the fit:
Once it was done my big worry was that it was too dressy. The fitted sides and skirt feel very formal to me. But I wore it with a cardigan for a weekend day and that felt ok. And I wore it for the first night’s seder this past weekend. The second night we had to sit out due to a nasty stomach bug. Then on Sunday night we had a dress code:
Yes, that’s four generations of David’s family. At 10pm with a toddler who is only holding it together due to a hearty group rendition of “Six little ducks.” Did I mention I was tired?