I don’t usually double-post my projects on Sew Weekly, but I’m seriously in love with these pants. Trousers. Whatever. I basically haven’t taken them off since I made them. And I put a lot of time into them…
In fact, after a week of wearing basted on pockets, I think I’ll leave them too- though I didn’t like their look at first. But they’re useful. My phone doesn’t fall out, and I have somewhere to stash my bus pass and coins- so they stay.
Despite all the tweaking I did on the pants, the seams still matched up. I wish I’d been able to flat fell them, but the double-top-stitched seams help the design stand out. And it feels pretty durable.
I took quite some time to fiddle around with the fit, more to improve the Pants Block service than because I thought of it on my own. But now- wow. I have to say, I can see the appeal of skinny-bootcut-stretch pants. Thanks, Blockers, for pushing me a little.
My major criteria for “fit” involves mobility. I don’t like clothes the restrict my movement- where’s the point in that? I have a little kid (which involves lots of running around and up-and-down-from-the-floor activity) and I’m probably not the world’s most ladylike person either. I don’t stand still with perfect makeup and unwrinkled clothes. I make big messes. I like to climb, I even go fishing sometimes. But I hate constantly hitching up my back waistband to cover my crack and muffin tops.
Really hate it. Which is why I love waistbands at my natural waist. To be sure, they used to feel constricting, like I was suffocating. I eased into it with Mad Men style pencil skirts and then that was all she wrote. I realized I could actually wear separates that stayed in place, even if I moved around. No cracks, no muffin tops.
I guess high waistbands have been more on my mind since Mickhaela’s post on “In Defense of Mom Jeans, Granny Panties + High Waists” Did you see it? She did a great roundup of changing waistbands through the decades and her own thoughts on high waists. The comments section is pure gold.
Where do you prefer your waistbands? Why?
(This post is also a requiem for the Lacewing Top, I’m absolutely inconsolable because something dreadful happened to her. I can’t face it now, I’ll write about what happened tomorrow. I think it’s some kind of voodoo.)