What on earth do you do with your fave skirts and nightgowns when they meet their demise?
I have been known to turn bits of clothing into just about anything.
A skirt becomes a tablecloth or a curtain in 2 seconds.
So, when I didn't know what to use as a tablecloth for my lil' cottage table - I thought about my pile of 30+ Eileen West nightgowns that were torn, worn out and done. I have kept them over the years, as they have beautiful details on them. But had not used them for anything quite yet.
I chose a couple and chopped them up.
I always save the lace and edging of my nightgowns that are too worn out for anything but handkerchiefs for Mister Lovee.
Others aren't sooo worn out, but are pretty torn and thin.
I catch on a rose bush, or on a table corner, and that's that.
It happens all the time as I scurry about, with billowing cotton.
I am a hot water/bleach sorta girl, which probably doesn't help my poor frail crisp cotton gowns much (I am gentler in washing them now). Sometimes Matty jumps on me, and goes right through my nightgown like a pirate through a ship sail.
I am not a very proper maker of things.
I can follow directions, but I can't.
You know what I mean?
I don't measure properly, or any of that.
So, I had to come up with a quick plan (lest I lose interest), when I decided to make a nightgown tablecloth.
What I did was measure the top of my table, and add two inches on each side (for sewing purposes). Then I cut out a rectangle using those measurements, from a piece of white fabric, for the top.
For the sides I chose 4 nightgowns, cut them along a side seam (you will need the whole length if you pleat), pleated them a little in the sewing machine, and then sewed them onto the piece I cut for the top.
It pretty was easy.
You will have a seam in the middle of your panel, like in the ruffled pink piece above, but you really can't even see it at all hardly.
I wasn't careful about the length, so one side that was too short got an extra piece of lace, which fixed the entire issue.
Now we have a special little place to sip tea and have breakfast, whilst looking out the window. (or coffee for Mister, I gave up caffeine as it made/makes me so sick - almost two years ago - but I can have a little Earl or Lady Grey tea without feeling too rotten, and of course herbals are a-okay)
Best part is finding a cozy other spot after breakfast for nibbling grapes and ginger.
Me up in the sleeping loft, Lovee in the comfy chair.
Then we switch.
Later I get to work, and he stays up for a little longer.
It's our vacation spot, we've decided.
I know I have to finish the inside - alas, I am not there yet.
I am going slow.
I know it's terribly annoying.
But I will be done soon.
(I don't know)
But I am trying.
As I was cuddled up in the big cozy chair, reading a few more pages of Fanchon the Cricket, a lady bug flew onto my thumb.
I couldn't believe it.
(she even stayed long enough for me to grab my camera)
The place is airtight.
Happy happy, joy joy.
Then I put her in the garden.
And, that was that.
Have to run to Le Poste...
See you soooooon!