- high bust 39 inches
- bust 42 inches
- waist 37 inches
- hip 48.5 inches
- I made 1/2-inch forward shoulder adjustment
- Lowered pocket by an inch
- Widened neck & strap bindings to 1.5” and sewed ½” seam allowance. They were too skinny on original pattern
- Pet Peeve: the Curved hem doesn’t have notches outward so it doesn’t meet the edges at the hem – remember to sew up the sides after hemming (it works better and keeps a cute sharp curve).
I sewed the top length view
Of course a photobomb by Mr. Bennie. “whatcha doin Mom, can I help?”
I even took the time to switch out my coverstitching to match the panels.
On the Homefront: I am SLOWLY getting over my shingles. Oh! I don’t think I even mentioned it in my blog!! The DAY AFTER my 8 week checkup from the hysterectomy (when I was finally feeling more human) I came down with Shingles!!!! What THE HELL!!! I am only 45! Isn’t Shingles for old people? like 90 year olds! It has been a horrific battle, especially since I had just had the hysterectomy recovery for 8 weeks. These Shingles took me DOWN! I was extremely nauseous and vomiting and I could eat nothing. I was with fever and omg the itching and burning and shooting pain. It has been 6 long weeks of agony here. The shingles are on my scalp, forehead, and into my left eye (my good eye of course). The meds are disgusting and ginormous and I am miserable and cranky. I haven’t eaten and I’ve lost 17lbs. I am starting to turn the corner finally I think, just this last week here. But man, what a trip. I can’t believe how many times I’ve been kicked down this last decade of my life. I just want to be left alone to sew and embroider and enjoy my life. I thought about sewing this last week but my weight changed again and I don’t want to sew until I know where it will settle at. I did start some embroidery and finished this Spring Things project from Sweet Pea Embroidery.
The doctor asked me if I was under a lot of stress. OMG STRESS? NO. Just like everything is blowing up right now around here.
My Grandpa is on Hospice. My MIL and FIL are not well. My grandma is not well. Tayden broke his ankle at work and workman's comp is jerking him around and he can’t pay rent or get food and his girlfriend is pregnant so I’m about to be a grandma! And I’m too young for that!!! That happens to old people! My husband had four interviews for a promotion that he wanted so so bad. It would have us move and so I had the stress of ohh my gosh are we moving again. this time it would be two hours from here. at the last minute he was one of the last two candidates and they adjusted directors and so the new director chose his friend instead of Troy, which I think is complete crap. so all of that stress. and now Troy is absolutely devastated but ohh they have another position coming open in the next six months or so all the way across the state and up north. I live in Wisconsin. I am five to six hours from Canada. up north means up north. lots of pine trees, bears, moose, elk, Wolverines, wolves, lots of animals, lots of trees, lots of insanity, on the border of Canada. I don't want to move up north. I am just fine here in the driftless region where we have beautiful Bluffs and changing fall colors and the Mississippi. I don't want to live by Michigan, I'm sorry for any Michigan people here reading, but I just don't want to go over that way. I go to Rochester for my brain tumor stuff frequently, I don't want to have to travel all across the state just to go to my appointments. so there's that stress and then Mr. T's truck broke down and it's the radiator, and the power steering, and the wheel bearings. lots of money for a 20 year old vehicle. so we weren't sure if we were going to get him a new vehicle, but our vehicle lease ends in six months, so we've been looking for vehicles, and if we got him the loan would that affect our lease vehicle. so that's stress. plus the political stress, the market stress, everybody's broke, everybody's stressed, and my baby Kiela starts college in a week now and she's stressed about it which makes me stressed. ohh yeah and our dog had to go in, Cheeto, to get a sedated X-ray and they over sedated him and that was a whole mess of stress. and both dogs have been having gut issues. so things are just absolutely at the Max stress level right now, so when the doctor tells me not to be stressed I just laughed at him. I just laughed. I said all around me is stress, not even beginning with my health stress, or the fact that I can't eat food for the last 12 years and no doctor gives a damn. so yes I have a ton of stress. and he tells me well that's probably why the shingles reared their head and now you have to be careful and I'm like dude this stress ain’t going away. oh thank you for letting me vent that out and now you know.
Happy Sewing Kristin
If I like something I love it, if I don’t like something I’m not afraid to tell you. But this pattern is a definite love for me. As my body changes and I get older I find my taste in clothes changes too. This top is perfect for my pear shape. it is also perfect to hide that annoying middle aged thyroid belly I have gotten. (photos here were taken before my recent surgery).
