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I had rather high hopes for this jumpsuit, considering how I usually experiment and fudge with less expensive fabrics. I invested far too much money (for me) in a quality blue linen. It was even the Pantone color of 2016, Serenity Blue.
But I should have listened to my daughter whose yoga trousers I made from the same pattern and ended up far too low in the crotch. I ended up hoiking up the bottoms a full two inches which made the leg length just right and the rather baggy bottom sit more comfortably around the hips.
BUT this was nothing to the problems I encountered with the top. As you can see, on the silk model the top just drapes nicely around the elasticated waist, but with a linen, I look like I need to tuck the shirt in.
The cutting out of the plastron also gave me problems, because the pattern requires you to cut the bodice on the fold but is very unclear as to whether you need a seam margin added to accommodate the button placket. I ended up not knowing whether it was inserted into the bodice with a 1.5 seam or a 10 cm seam or ‘seam included’ in the fold or what?
Then the upper bodice, which I had cut at my usual 38-42 pear shape, was far too tight across the upper half after I inserted the &*%$^ plastron, so I ended up taking out the front shoulder seams to within a micrometer of their life and zigzagging over the seam interior for security. Normally, I never have to do that with Burda.
All of that was discouraging, but I finally overcame wadder depression over the Sf100 francs spent on fabric and finished it, only to realize that linen doesn’t travel well. Creased City. Believe me, this was ironed before departure and hung on the car’s backseat hook, not packed.
Suffice to say, when I donned this outfit for a morning walk around the beautiful mountain resort of Verbier during our visit to see fiddler kid play in the wowza annual classical music festival, my husband asked, “Why are you going out to lunch in pyjamas?” As this outing was something I had been looking forward to for months, I felt a little, shall we say, blue?
Not good. Though child was very kind (we were, after all, buying him a much better lunch than the musicians’ canteen has on offer,) and said, "There’s a violinist in my section who has one of those outfits.’