No, I shouldn’t have been cocky about those sleeves — they don’t fit! I sewed rings and lacing in, and Thomas tried the doublet with sleeves on over his fancy puffy black Renaissance shirt. No dice. The sleeves were waaaaay too tight. Phooey. A little too short also, and I didn’t like the way they fit in the armscye either. WTF?
He tried it on over his less-puffy 18th-century black shirt, which fit better, but just did not look great. The collar wasn’t right and the sleeves still weren’t ideal. *shakes fist in sky*
So we unfastened the sleeves and ditched ’em. Doublet becomes a fancy jerkin. I don’t have enough of the fabric left to make new sleeves right now (though it’s a home dec material from Jo-Ann’s that I might be able to find again). Could make black wool sleeves, if that fails. Grumble grumble. Sleevil strikes again!