We sat on her bed, looking at the contents of her wardrobe. After flicking through the rail, I finally agreed with her. All her dresses were not suitable for a near-teen. It didn’t help that since last summer she has stretched. I mean really stretched. Dresses were now tunics and the rest were too young.
More dresses were definitely required. (Music to a mother’s ears, who likes to sew.)
It was a Saturday morning. The fabric shop would be open. Heading downstairs, I selecting a few possible patterns from my collection and let her choose.
Seeing as it’s the summer, I offered to make the Boy a shirt. It’s the one time of the year that I can sew something for him, that isn’t going to spend most of its time hidden under layers of warm clothes. I love sewing for him. He always choses such fun prints for his fabric and has just as much fun wearing them.
I’m a big believer that boy’s clothes don’t have to the boring. When his older sisters were little, I used to feel sorry for the boys’ clothes sections in shops. They always seemed to be full of muddy, green coloured clothes, as if they already anticipated the colour the garments would turn after a day outside on the back of an adventurous boy. What did they think washing machines were for? Also, why the girls weren’t supposed to join in, I really don’t know. Judging by the colours in their clothes sections, their world was brighter and cleaner.
Then the Boy arrived in our lives and I found myself searching out brighter colours. He wore a lot of red and brighter blues. He has his share of darker clothes, but he has a sense of fun, so why shouldn’t his clothes reflect it? Least when I sew, I can add that in. Continue reading
I think I’ve found the right balance when it comes to making clothes for my tweens. * little dance of joy *. With three tweens in the house, it is a good place to be. Believe me. The answer, for us, is to let them choose the fabric, but negotiate over the pattern.
At the moment, the boy is really into shirts. I’ve used the pattern Simplicity 5581 a couple of times now (here and here) and it is perfect, so long as he can choose the fabric. Oh boy. Does he love the choice.
When I take him along to our local fabric shop, he is a pro. He efficiently selects and narrows down his favourites. Weighing up the pros and cons. Fortunately he’s pretty good at making his selection. Much faster than me. Somehow he has turned out a much better shopper than me. I now take him when I shoe shop as he gets it right every time. This boy is never leaving home! Continue reading