Following my public proclamation that I would sew up nine new patterns during the course of 2016, and attempting to work my way through my stash in order to appease my husband, I whipped up a Merchant & Mills Curlew top from their Workbook in some charcoal linen. In a fit of delusion, and probably because I can usually size down in Merchant & Mills patterns, I cut out a size I have not been since I was two years old. Let me introduce you to va-va-voom ChaCha…
Ok, not too bad in this shot but did you notice how I deceptively shot this? Now for a less than stellar back shot…
Let me introduce you to my hefty twin sister, Helga the Russian fridge thrower. She looks like she has some kobasice tucked up under there but when I man-handled her, I found that she was telling the truth; it was, indeed, just the way the linen was sitting.
From another angle, the top also makes me appear to have a very large bosom which I do not have (size 8 in Australian underwear) so I am not sure what is going on there.
Anyway, I somehow managed it suction it off without losing a layer of skin so all was not lost. Once off, I gave it my dear friend Sal as she is a smidge *cough cough* smaller than I and also happens to love wearing black. I would actually love to try the dress version of the Curlew but that will be for another day.
Lastly, in a moment of reflection, this top makes me continue to question what body shape I really am. In the past three years, I have had two body shape assessments by two professional people trained in such stuff. One claimed that I was a pear while the other said I was an hourglass. Totally confused, I went to the source of all body wisdom and asked Trinny and Susannah. They said I was a Skittle. Maybe I should just go eat some and call it a day 🙂 What do you think, loyal readership?
PS: And when I say I ‘went to Trinny and Susannah’ I don’t mean I consulted their books. I went to Trinny and Susannah.