The Bespoke Revolution
The creative cost of forgetting what fits
Last week, I sewed two pairs of pants
One pair1 was a much bigger success than the other, which didn’t surprise me as I hadn’t tried this pattern before. The human body doesn’t match patterns designed by others at the best of times, so I made one pair riddled with mistakes and then tried again, making some adjustments to the pattern and ending up with a second pair I knew I would wear. The learning pair I consigned to the “wear in the house — maybe” pile, as the gathered waist lumped up on the right side, with the left side distended and flat, making me look like I needed medical attention.
Last night, I sat up in bed, suddenly aware that all I had to do was rip off the waistband and re-sew it and both pairs would be equally good. Why was I so eager to abandon something as a waste that I could save in less than an hour?
Simple. I’ve been conditioned to expect ill-fitting clothes. We all have.