In the fall I decided I would make myself a new wardrobe in the next year. From scratch – this means coming up with the designs, making the patterns and actually sewing the garment (It did not mean making the fabric – although it would be a dream to actually find the fabrics I want to work with).
So far I have……………….. a skirt.And the skirt is only made from my muslin fabric.
I also have a …………………….jacket – a muslin jacket that does not fit because the mechanical part of putting together the front of it did not make sense until I had tried to put together the muslin. Now I get it but need to find the time to try again with the pattern altered slightly and find another piece of inexpensive fabric to work with for the test garment.
But it is OK. I am enjoying the learning.
It is a good thing I didn’t tell myself I couldn’t wear anything I didn’t make myself. Because this is slow clothes. Makes you think about what life was like before ready to wear. Your clothes probably fit better but you better have planned way ahead if you needed something for a special occasion. Slow cooking – slow clothes – how did they do it?
Ready to wear doesn’t give us an appreciation for the sweat and tears that must go into the things we wear. From the raw materials being turned into cloth. From the original concept to the drawing, to the pattern maker, to the sample maker to the grader. Then sourcing appropriate fabrics or finding someone to manufacture what you need for a garment that may or may not sell. Textile makers guessing what will sell.
Then there is the actual factory floor where things are made. How can you be sure the process there wasn’t one of those horrors we hear about?
Then there are the hours spent by sales reps selling the clothes and warehouse and stock people getting the clothing on the shelves. I am getting exhausted writing about it.
Selling in volume to the masses is the only logical way to make a profit for many clothing companies. It explains why you can’t find a garment with pockets. It explains why it is hard to find a garment that fits. It explains why there is a lot of black.
Makes you wonder who got shorted when you buy that $20 dress. And it makes the hours spent producing my muslin skirt seem like nothing.
Have you ever thought about all the processes what you wear has gone through? And all the lives it has touched?