WARNING: Possible expletives contained in this post and no pictures (at least of me).
Remember that pleated skirt I was going to muslin? You know, Simplicity 2698?
Well I cut it out last night and started to sew it up tonight. I got as far as the yoke. THE YOKE ONLY!!!! But first, let me back up a little.
Remember how I stupendously stupidly bought the smaller sizes envelope which only goes to a size 12? Remember how I boasted that I have calmly accepted, with my new-found sewing maturity, that I am inbetween a size 14 and 16 in Simplicity? Well, I added an 1 inch to the side seam on all my pattern pieces (all cut on the fold mind you), thusly adding a total of 4 (F.O.U.R!!!!) inches to the entire circumference of this skirt, thinking that this addition would be more than enough for my real size.
Well guess what folks. It does. IF. I. DON’T. NEED. SEAM. ALLOWANCES. TO KEEP. THIS. STUPID. ASS. SKIRT.SEWN. TOGETHER.
Ok, I feel a little better after venting. But sheesh! Do I really have body dismorphia this bad? I know I am still 20 lbs over my pre-pregnancy weight, but does 20 lbs really equate to needing to add a total of 6 inches to a skirt? COME ON PEOPLE!!! That is ridiculous.
It is humiliating. It is infuriating.
And I no longer want to make this skirt.
Yes, I’m sulking. Yes, I’m feeling sorry for myself. But darn it, I’m working out people! I’m running. I’ve gone running 5 days out of the last seven days. I hit a huge milestone yesterday of running a 10 minute mile. Doesn’t that deserve a break in the stupid god forsaken land of pattern sizing?
I think I’m going to go order some ice cream on MaxDelivery.com to self medicate.
Take that you stupid skirt!