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Thursday, May 23, 2013

Hooray for High Waists

Back in my first years of sewing, I was very much against high-waisted skirts and pants. I thought they were uncomfortable and unattractive. I would always wear my shirts over them rather than tucking them into the skirt as they should be worn. But high-waisted items are coming back in style. Pair that with a new boost of confidence and my own sense of style changing, I've declared, "bring on the high waists!" I think my recent renewal of my Brady Bunch obsession (Hallmark Channel every day, 5-8pm!) has helped inspire this in me as well.

Enter Vintage McCall's 2050, circa 1969:
(Not my picture.)


I've had this pattern for years, I couldn't even tell you where I got it. Maybe even from the drama closet in high school. Nonetheless, I never ventured to make it for the very reason of the high waistline. 

I bought some spring-colored striped fabric, but changed my mind when I saw some super retro striped fabric I had bought years ago for shorts and never made. The end result:

Unfortunately, this project had to be documented with an unfortunately-named "selfie." Shudder.
I thought it would be fun to add the orange trim at the bottom to match the waistband. Can't you tell I've been watching WAY too much Brady Bunch?

Garment Features:
Natural Waistband
Hook and eye closure
Hem Trim
Awesome lime green zipper 

Thursday, May 9, 2013

Addressing the Issue: Decade Displacement

Those of you who have visited the blog before may have wondered about its title, “Decade Displacement.” While I attempted to explain it a bit in the main heading, that small text box just doesn’t begin to give any real sense of something that I feel affects me—and many other people—in a real and true way. I want to be able to explain it without sounding trite and unoriginal, but I’m not a fan of my own writing and it really just annoys me when I re-read it. Nonetheless, I shall attempt to dive into the issue at hand, the inspiration for this blog.
Ever since I was little, I knew that I was out of place in my time. I never fit in with people my own age, and I still don’t to this day. I often describe myself as an “old lady in a young person’s body” to my students, because that’s really what I am, it seems. I’ve never been fond of the “things” of my generation, and lately, I’ve realized that I just never seem to be at the right place in the time continuum that I want to be in. It usually comes too late. For example, I hated—loathed—being a child. Seriously, flat-out hated it. In my mind, I never felt like a true child. I just wanted to be an adult, because I preferred adults and adult conversation. I didn’t like being treated like a child because I felt like I acted more mature and deserved to be treated like a mature person. That’s not to say I didn’t have my kid moments, but I can honestly say that I wished my entire childhood to be older, and now that I am, I don’t regret it, because it is everything I wanted it to be. I don’t miss childhood, I don’t want to re-live it, I’m glad it’s gone. Good riddance.
But there’s still a problem. I may be an adult now, but it too often feels like I’m just an adult in the wrong time. My musical tastes are different, my taste in clothing is different, never the same as what one would expect from a typical 25-year-old. I watch the Brady Bunch every evening (thank you, Hallmark Channel!) and just die over their clothes because I LOVE them. All the while, I brainstorm in my mind, “Do I own a [vintage] wide-leg pants pattern like that? Could I find a dress pattern like that?” etc. The Brady Bunch, as silly and ridiculous as it probably sounds to anyone reading this, has been major fuel for my Decade-Displaced feelings. I’ll never forget the summer I turned 11, when Nick-at-Nite had its “Block Party Summer” and played hours and hours of The Brady Bunch every Tuesday. I started watching and I immediately became, well, obsessed. I wanted to BE them, to wear the clothes, have the hair, date the boys—haha—you name it. I felt such a strong connection to this show and this era that my 11-year-old heart hurt that I was living in 1998 and not 1973. What I wouldn’t have given to just be able to teleport back in time. Couple this new connection with the fact that I had loved The Beatles and other older music faithfully since around age 8—I was an old soul feeling more lost than ever that summer. Now, when I watch in the present, it reminds me of that feeling from 1998. At least now, I can sew my way into having just a little slice of the 70s.  
Proof.
Decade Displacement doesn’t just stop at clothing—music only increases this feeling exponentially. In my 2nd period cooking class, I let them put on Pandora stations so they can have something on while they’re working. The running joke is that I’m so out of touch that I don’t know any of the bands or singers that come on. Now they make fun of me particularly whenever Bruno Mars comes on, because I thought it was a band, and it turns out that it’s just one person. Haha. So, don’t be surprised if you come into my class and hear, “Oh, Ms. Stewart, it’s ‘that band,’ Bruno Mars!” 
In any case—music of the past affects me in ways I can’t describe. This unfortunately is a cliché, but needs to be said: today’s music is just crap, most of it, and just doesn’t seem to have the passion and meaning behind it that past music had. I think the perfect example of this is with the band THEM. If you’ve never heard of THEM, it’s the band Van Morrison was in before he was a solo artist, before “Brown Eyed Girl” and “Moondance” and all that jazz. While that stuff is good, THEM’s music will BLOW YOUR MIND. Please, take a listen.
The sound, I just can’t even describe it. Van’s voice is just so powerful. There’s passion behind it. I feel like I’m in the right place when I listen to this record. Not a whole lot can top it. 
The Beatles, The Zombies, The Kinks, Francoise Hardy, THEM, The Animals, Lesley Gore, Tim Buckley…then, fast forward a little bit, Pearl Jam, The Red Hot Chili Peppers, Sound Garden… okay, I can see those of you who know me very well rolling your eyes. Go ahead. Gooo ahead and say, “But that’s the same stuff you always listen to! Branch out a little!” Well, you know what, I may not like a wide variety of endless genres and artists and whatever, but what I like, I like it hard. Quality, not quantity. And this music, while it pains me to know I’ll never see the Beatles live or see 1992 Eddie Vedder climb the rafters and dive into the crowd, I at least take solace knowing I can escape for a little while in my mind if I just pop in that CD or record or hit “play” on the Ipod.

It's just not fair, Francoise.
 Where am I going with all of this? I don’t even know at this point in the rant, but let me just say that, to me, to be Decade-Displaced is real. That person you know who you call an “old soul”? It’s real. Maybe there’s a reason people like us are here now and not “Then,” whenever “Then” is for them. Maybe we’ll never feel like we belong in the time we’re in. So, just be kind and understanding, and don’t make fun of us too much. I’ll just keep sewing, listening, and learning, because it makes me happy and eases the sadness of feeling like you are never where you should be.





Sunday, April 7, 2013

Yet ANOTHER Shop Announcement!

Blue Uke Vintage is now finally living up to the "vintage" part of its name-- we now sell vintage patterns! I went through my collection and found the ones that either aren't my size, or I know I won't make ever, or both. Check them out!

Thursday, April 4, 2013

New Items at Blue Uke Vintage!...and Waldo :)

Blue Uke Vintage is now offering custom hobo bags! I am personally a fan of these because I don't have to worry about it falling off of my shoulder. This particular version is very roomy and super awesome in oh so many ways. Customize it with the closure of your choice (using a toggle button allows it to be reversible!). Pre-made assorted bags coming soon.


Also: I have found the solution to sewing with Waldo! Instead of gating him off and driving him crazy, I simply slip the cord through a pair of pants. The cover of the pants is so bulky that he doesn't even know there is a cord there tempting him underneath. Enjoy the cuteness below.

 Oh, hi
 
 
 
 
 The couch belongs to me!
 
 
 
 
 
Life is tough...

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Updated Etsy Shop

Introducing...





The new-and-improved version of my Etsy Shop. I have been working slowly but surely on a butt-load of tote bags--2 of which are now listed--and will be selling some vintage patterns as well. My goal for this year is to really try and promote my shop so I can sell my goods, spread the word, and make some extra money that I most definitely need. 

Please visit my shop and, if you like what you see, spread the word! I also do custom-ordered bags that tailor to your needs.