Arrgghh!!! Trying to make Thomas’ goddamned breeches for next weekend’s 18th-century event, but the Simplicity Jack Sparrow pattern blows big honking chunks of greasy green shit. Motherfucker! The pattern *looks* like it should work, but no, it doesn’t. At least, the front flap doesn’t. It appeared to be a fairly historical fall-front opening, but the instructions suck canal water through the ol’ rectal region. No amount of curve clipping and seam grading can make this look anything but bulky and messy and gappy and craptastic. ARRGGHHH!!! Maybe I should have tried the Eagle’s View breeches pattern that Donna also gave me. I thought the Simplicity one would be easier, foolish me! Dammit, I’m just about ready to walk over to the thrift store and find some black pants I can cut down to breeches. Fuck the fake fall-front, gimmie a goddamn zipper! Thomas won’t care, and besides, the waistcoat is long enough to cover the fastening anyway (oh, the waistcoat from this same Simiplicity pattern worked out fine and looks excellent; dunno why the pants suck rotten eggs thru a crazy staw).
I’d rather be working on my Costume College and Disneyland pix and writeup. But nooooo, someone didn’t finish everything before gallivanting off to LA. Fuckity fuck fuck fuck. I hate last-minute sewing!!! Especially because something always fucks up like this, then I’m in a panic. GAAAAAHHHH!!! I still haven’t painted the musical instruments for my wig nor made any of my jewelry nor made the decorative polonaise poufs not to mention a purse. AAARRRRRRRGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!
Later that day: Luckily, I did find some suitable black pants at the thrift store. I’ll give these stupid breeches one last try, then when he gets home tonight, I’ll have him try on what I made and if they totally suck, I’ll cut up the pants. If, by some miracle, my breeches look ok, well, hubbi gets a free pair of black trousers 🙂