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I hate darts. Hate them hate them hate them. It's not the sewing- that I can do. Start at the wide end, narrow down the stitch length, press it to the side- boom. Lovely. It's getting the markings onto the fabric that drives me up the wall! The shirt I was working on is currently in a heap on the opposite side of the room, where I threw it in frustration after the dart I had marked turned out to be uneven, yet again. I'm going to have to wash it before I can try again, because there's so many chalk lines I can't even see what I'm doing anymore. This one is just supposed to be a learning project for the pattern drafting software I bought, but how the heck am I supposed to know if the pattern works when I can even transfer the stupid markings to the stupid cloth? ARGH! This is why I do Tudor costuming! No stupid darts! I would rather sew a fully boned corset than deal with finicky little darts! I keep on getting suckered in by the darn things, too. I LOVE the look of fitted button down shirts. I want to have more of them. But I am also on a very strict budget. The only shirt of this style I have been able to find in the past year that fits me was $40. A yard of broadcloth is $4. Which one do you think I'd rather buy? I just want to sew the stupid shirt. That's all. Grump. |
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