Happy Thanksgiving to everyone celebrating this very food-centric holiday! When I lived in Japan for a couple of years, a bunch of ex-pats and I would gather together to re-create Thanksgiving with the works: turkey, yams, pumpkin pie. We had to special order all the ingredients and we doused ourselves in nostalgia as we gorged on astronomically expensive Western food – good times. With my mom here this year, we’re going Japanese style all the way and noshing on sushi. K isn’t the biggest fan of sushi, so she requested mashed potatoes and gravy, which I will whip up, but otherwise, we’ll be enjoying quite an un-traditional feast.
Since our T-day is super low key, I don’t feel the need to dress up in any way, but I did make a tunic top perfect for the occasion. It’s a little reminiscent of the Tova (I wear the ones I made all the time), and I absolutely love this style. Pintucks! Loose and floaty! Metal buttons! Black black black!! The princess seams work nicely to create curves without bust darts, which is a great discovery. I wasn’t too sure about the sleeve tabs, but now that I’m looking at the photos, I like them. The best part? I can stuff myself with sushi and no one will be the wiser.
I used a very thin black cotton. It’s either batiste or lawn, but whatever it is, the drape is just lovely. It’s sheer enough to ensure that people don’t think I’m with child, but not sheer enough to be scandalous. The pattern is Simplicity 2365. I wanted a top that mostly looked like View A, but I thought the length was too long, so I cut view B’s bodice and added 2.5 inches. This is the length with which I’m most comfortable, I’ve learned: that magic spot that hits just at the upper thigh.
The back is a bit wrinkly, but it’ll do.
As far as construction goes, it came together rather easily. I am notoriously bad at pintucks, though I still can’t figure out why I have so much trouble with them. I dream of having Morgan’s pintucking expertise one day.
The metal buttons on the front are non-functional. I started to make button-holes and then my machine wanted to eat the fabric so I had to switch gears quickly before my top was completely ruined. It was a close call. You can also see that I ran out of black serger thread, so I had to improvise with a spool of grey. I know, I know, French seams would have been the way to go, but that would have made too much sense.
I love this top and know that this will get a ton of wear. I’m slowly gaining more confidence with sewing for myself and it’s so incredibly fun.
I’m thankful for so many things. But for now, thank you my sweet friends, for continuing to visit this little space. I’m taking tomorrow off to spend some much-needed family time and to get rid of this cough once and for all, but I will be back Monday with a darling outfit for K. Salut!