This is a pretty lame refashioning. It involves a hem... and a sash. But I argue that hem length can make or break a project, meaning you love it or hate it... or is that just me?
I actually made and blogged this dress back in April 2012.
Back when I sometimes tortured my curls into submission.
I intended it as a semi-corporate dress. Or maybe that's an overstatement. I made it to wear to my job in an office. Then I got retrenched the next month... and I felt really screwed up for quite a long time.
I always loved this dress. But the dress length was much longer than I normally wore casually and in a low heel/flats I looked like the worst kind of frump.
Oh, how I love this fabric though. It's the lightest rigid cotton sateen I've ever seen. It is so soft and drapey I thought it might be a rayon on first encounter. And better still, it perfectly fulfilled my vision for this dress - I envisioned fabric that looked like it had been paint-splashed, wantonly and brightly. A painterly dress.
I kept taking it out of my wardrobe from time to time and stroking it's loveliness. But the try-on was the killer.
So what's a girl to do? I channeled my recent crazy successful Japanese makes and went for a slightly less frumpy sack dress. One 4 inches shorter (!), sans sash and with belt carrier loops removed.
Whilst it's not quite a woohoo, as I still think there are some fitting issues, it will most definitely now get worn. The fit issues would best be dealt with by removing the centre back invisible zipper, taking in some "sack" and re-installing zipper. I just don't have the desire at present.
And in the interests of keeping it real, this is the real refashioning that occured about 2hrs after I finished the above shoot.
It would appear I'm no longer a frustrated ex-competitive mountain bike marathon racer. I got caught out on a training ride for a Short Circuit Cancer race I'm competing in two weekend's time. It went from sunny and 36 degrees celsius to a howling thunderstorm complete with hail. Hails hurts peeps, and it hurts even more when you are a considerable distance from shelter in the middle of the bush. I couldn't tell mud from skin. It was super pretty.
Are you a refashioner? Care to share a link in the comments below to your best/favourite refashion?