My First Invisible Zipper

I did battle with an invisible zipper yesterday. This was my first experience with one, in the Ramona skirt from Tilly and the Buttons. I prevailed, ultimately, but not before finding all the ways to turn a skirt and zipper into various kinds of möbius strips. The seam ripper and I had some quality time together. Now that I have found all the ways, I know how to avoid them. 🫤

[Equally entertaining was me trying to explain the process of an invisible zipper insertion to the husband at dinner. He likes to know what I am doing, in excruciating detail, and finding ways to communicate those ideas to someone who knows nothing about sewing is not easy.]

I never took a home ec class in high school. I never even took a formal sewing class until recently. What I know about sewing has been learned from books, YouTube, and trial-and-error. Truly, a home ec class would have been far more useful to me than calculus or molecular genetics. Having some decent spatial perception skills would be nice, too, but I don’t want to be greedy.

I need to finish the waistband this morning and hem the skirt. The fabric is a navy blue stretch twill from Joanns. The fit is actually very good without any alterations, although I am between sizes and wondering if I should go down a size when I make the “real” version. The corduroy I want to use is a stretch corduroy so I have a bit of wiggle room. I’ll see what I think once the skirt is finished.

In any case, this pattern will get added to the tried-and-true library. I like skirts and this pattern is a good one, if only because I didn’t have to alter it.

I signed up for the KnitFabric.com Tuesday e-mail, which was a mistake. They have some really great fabrics. I succumbed and bought a couple of yards of this French terry to make hoodies for two little boys:

The husband saw the fabric and asked me why he doesn’t get a hoodie. 😂

I think I am going to make the Adventure Jacket from Peek-A-Boo patterns:

It feels so good to be sewing again. Next up are some grocery bags for my mother.