The by-line of this blog is “thrills, spills and petticoats”.
This is the story of a day in the life of Princess Pin Curls that was definitely filled with thrills and spills…but I have to give you a bit of background info first.
This winter I desperately wanted a cape. I had a vision of the style I wanted. I wanted to capture the spirit of this 1953 Digby Morton two piece suit with cape style coat;
I looked high and low, to no avail.
I saw quite a few capes around, some were the wrong cut, others had poor quality fabric and others were the wrong colour… I gave up looking and put the idea to the back of my mind.
I decided to buy myself a new dress pattern to cheer myself up and that’s when I found this Vintage Vogue cape pattern from 1950;
It was all the inspiration I needed. I just had to find some fabric and I could make the cape of my dreams…but what fabric?
Initially, I wanted a camel coloured wool. I have a dress similar to the one in the photo and I could recreate the entire look. Upon reflection I decided that camel would be beautiful with my dress but it wouldn’t be the best colour match for the rest of my wardrobe-maybe a red or black would be better. Still undecided, I started hunting through the woolen section of my favourite fabric store, that was when I found this fabric;
It was perfect- 80% wool and 100% chic.
I grabbed the bolt and asked the lady to check the price….it was reduced down to $6 p/metre. I said ” Thank you Maám, I’ll take the lot ” which luckily was the exact amount required for the pattern.
I drove home on cloud nine….until…..I realised that I hadn’t allowed for pattern matching…which meant that I didn’t have enough fabric.
I zoomed to another store and hunted through all their fabric bolts, asking every person who worked there if they had seen my fabric anywhere. There was none left… and no way of telling if any other store had any….it was gone.
I stood in the middle of the store deflated, sad and slightly dazed…my dream was gone….then I spotted a little something in the corner of my eye…up on tippy top of a display was a mannequin that had my fabric wrapped and pinned around her so it looked like a cape.
I asked the nearest lady if she could get it down “We’re not supposed to touch the displays”.
“PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE can we get it down?”.
She responded that “IF” she could find a ladder she would get the mannequin down and I could have my fabric.
I’m not known for my patience and I wasn’t willing to leave it up to chance.
Whilst she went in search of a ladder I climbed up and got the mannequin down. I had her stripped, the fabric de-pinned and folded on the counter before she came back saying she couldn’t find a ladder.
Funnily enough, she didn’t seem too happy.
Probably not my finest nor most elegant hour….but I was triumphant… I had the fabric in my hot little hands and operation cape was underway.
Stay tuned for my next post which will show you my finshed cape.
Princess Pin Curls