Wednesday, June 15, 2022

Well, it was Friday night last week. It'll be Friday night next week and every week until we're dead. And even then, the whole rotten business will go on and on and on.

Hello again! I'm getting slowly back into the habit of blogging semi-frequently, leaving it only months at a time between posts rather than actual years. Progress, eh? I keep hearing that blogging is dead and perhaps it is. I certainly don't think that there are more than about five people still reading here (although hello to the five of you: I am grateful you're still here!) but sure, instagram has become unusable and I won't make reels so it's nice to have a place where I can just write down what I'm thinking, even if it is mostly nonsense.

Anyway, I've been having good craic here since my last post. We had a beautiful spring and although summer has been tentative to get going, I've been enjoying it immensely. For me there is something incredibly nostalgic about the smells of spring and summer here that I think are quite distinct to Ireland: the mix in the air of turf smoke (I do feel quite guilty about enjoying this smell because burning turf is SO bad for the environment) and the green smells of the trees and the grass and the summer wildflowers brings me right back to my childhood summers and even more to my teenage summers in Donegal. Although Dublin is a city, in our leafy corner of the southside it feels quite village-like with the sea and the countryside on our doorstep. It's very lovely.

The Cherry Tree path in Herbert Park. When we arrived last year we had missed it, so I really enjoyed the few weeks of blossom this year. My phone is mainly photos of cherry blossom now.

Anyway I've been having a grand time since my last post. We spent Easter weekend with my family in the north, which was great. Even after a year here, I feel very lucky to be able to just take a train home whenever I feel like it! I also took the train north more recently to spend the day in Belfast with my best friend, who lives there. It was such a good day and a lovely reminder of what it feels like to be able to semi-spontaneously make a plan for a day out, which is something I used to do all the time before the pandemic and the move.

A sunny day in Belfast

We've had a few really nice days out and short trips over the last couple of months. We visited the National Botanic Gardens up in Glasnevin in the autumn, but the greenhouses were still closed to the public at that stage, but on a return visit a couple of weeks ago we were able to go in around the greenhouses. They are spectacular! The only ones I'd been into before were the glasshouses in the botanic gardens in both Belfast (small but lovely) and Oxford (bigger, lovely, but somewhere you have to pay to get into) so the scale of these was a little surprising: they're massive! 

This monstera is only slightly bigger than the one in my living room, which is putting out new leaves at the rate of about three a week at the moment.

I'm pretty terrible at remembering to take photos on a day out now, but a couple of Saturdays ago we enjoyed a beautifully sunny afternoon by the sea, walking from Seapoint along to Dun Laoghaire. It was the second half of a walk we had first attempted to do on St. Patrick's Day - from Sandymount Strand along the coast to Dun Laoghaire but that day we got the DART home from Seapoint because it started to rain. It's a lovely walk, most of which you can do right along the sea itself. Once we got to Dun Laoghaire, we had a little potter around the town and had a few drinks in the sunshine before heading home on the train. 

Sea swimmers at Seapoint

I've heard this summer being referred to as the summer of 'revenge travel', which is to say, people taking all the trips and holidays that they were unable to during the last two years. I feel this urge in myself and we have ended up having a trip of some sort planned for almost every month of the year so far. In May, our trip was down to Galway for a long weekend in the city. I had only been to Galway once before, when we had a family holiday there when I was a teenager, but it had really made an impression on me as somewhere I wanted to visit again. Nic's work took him on a day-trip to Connemara, so I joined him for that and we spent the rest of the weekend in Galway city.

Nic was visiting the Telegael studios in Connemara, just outside An Spidéal, which was very cool. We spent an afternoon there with some model-making students in studios that had formerly been occupied by Roger Corman! We only had a few hours there but thankfully it included a walk through the countryside down to the beach where we could watch the tiny planes taking off to head to the Aran Islands.

Beautiful white sand in Connemara

Galway is gorgeous. It's pretty small, but very popular as there seems to be some sort of festival on for each weekend of the year. The weekend we visited, there was a ukulele festival on! We stayed in the Connacht Hotel, which is just outside of the city centre, and it was also very popular, although it seemed to mainly be popular with stag and hen parties - when we arrived to check in, there were a group of women in towels wearing penis-shaped hats pushing themselves around the lobby on one of those luggage trollies - but thankfully the hotel is so big that we weren't disturbed by them at all in our room.

We didn't do anything very exciting over the course of the weekend apart from explore the city. Nic got his first experience of live traditional Irish music at the Crane Bar in the west end of the city, which was great. We spent hours in both Kenny's bookshop and Charlie Byrne's bookshop. Kenny's is quite simply the biggest bookshop I've ever been in - it's essentially a giant warehouse of books with an art gallery attached to it and it was a great place to spend a couple of hours on a rainy Saturday morning. I remembered Charlie Byrne's bookshop from my teenage visit to Galway as it was there that I spent my holiday money on secondhand copies of Terry Pratchett novels, which I read on the grass in Eyre Square drinking my first ever takeaway coffee.

One of many stacks of books in Kenny's bookshop

Charlie Byrne's bookshop

One of my favourite things that we did was walking from the Spanish Arch out along the coast to Salthill, including walking out the causeway to Mutton Island. You can't get onto the island itself, which is mainly just home to a water treatment plant (although according to wikipedia it is a popular place for marriage proposals, which... ?????) but walking out the causeway is still pretty interesting! Salthill isn't super exciting but I'm glad we went because it meant that we could go to Curry's Amusements - basically, I wanted to go on the ferris wheel and on the waltzers. Both were BRILLIANT. The ferris wheel was great because of the views over Galway Bay, of course. The waltzers were brilliant because they are by far my favourite fairground attraction and I hadn't been on the waltzers since maybe the summer of 2019. We also went on the chair-o-plane, because why not. 

From the ferris wheel at Salthill. The Galway weather was ... not great... for my hair!

Claddagh Quay, Galway

We were only away for a couple of days but it felt like a proper holiday - very unhurried and relaxing, and we were very lucky with the weather. It's extremely changeable, being on the Atlantic, but it was more sunny than not over the course of the weekend and we only got caught in the rain once. I hope we'll make it back down there at some point later this year so we can do the boat tour that I saw advertised that takes you to Aran Mór via the Cliffs of Moher.

Next week we are heading back to Paris for a few days and we have plans for London in August, the south of France in September and Kerry in November... I guess revenge travel really is a thing!

In between all the flitting about, I've managed a little bit of sewing. I decided not to make a full 'Me Made May' pledge this year but to take part by remembering to get photos when I was wearing handmade clothes. Although we have more space overall in our house in Dublin than we had in our flat in Leamington, my wardrobe is much smaller. Between that and the fact that since the pandemic and the move my style has changed, I have been gradually working my way through my clothes and saying goodbye to the clothes I don't want to wear any more. Keeping track of what I did and didn't want to wear in May - and what shop-bought clothes I wore - was very helpful in doing another bit of a wardrobe cull and in sewing a few bits in a slightly different style.

I've been gravitating towards wearing - and therefore making - big clothes with a lot of fabric. I've found myself wearing the Justine Tabak dress I bought secondhand and altered earlier this year pretty much every week, and that's definitely inspired me to make a few more dresses that fit the description of being big, colourful and comfortable.

Justine Tabak dress with Be Thankful cardigan, worn during May

With that in mind, pretty much everything I've sewed for myself in the last couple of months has met that brief. I wanted to riff on the style of the Justine Tabak dress using a pattern I already had, so I took the Nina Lee Bakerloo dress and used it as a base for making a loose-fitting dress with puffed sleeves and a tiered skirt. I had the idea in my head and wanted to test it out on fabric I wasn't overly attached to, so I used some Orla Kiely bed linen that I had been given but which was too big for my bed:

Hydrangea dress on a windy day (every day is a windy day in Dublin)

The fabric is absolutely beautiful quality and because I was working from a king-sized set, I had loads to work with! I omitted the collar from the Bakerloo pattern and put a zip in the back rather than using the button fastening. I don't really like having to pull clothes on over my head and would rather have to do up a zip than have my hair all rumpled by my clothes. Instead of using narrow elastic in the sleeve hem to create a ruffle, I used wider elastic and finished the sleeves in a similar way to how the Assembly Line cuff dress sleeves are finished and I like it a lot. The dress ended up being a little bigger overall than I was planning but I'm happy with it and have worn it a reasonable number of times since then. I don't think it looks extremely like it was made out of bedclothes - I hope it doesn't, anyway!!

As I was so happy with how this worked out, I had a go again using some Ankara fabric that I bought when we were in Paris in March. I cut the bodice a size smaller but that was the only change I made from the Orla Kiely version. I've worn this dress pretty much every week since I made it at the beginning of May - the print has some stylised birds on it... geese, or swans? As with lots of wax cottons, the print design runs parallel to the selvedge which can make it a little tricky if you don't want to work on the cross grain. But I think it looks good here - even though the birds are flying weirdly sideways, I think it's abstract enough to work. 

Ankara Bakerloo dress - the first time I wore it was out for drinks with Nic, a book launch at the Museum of Literature, dinner and drinks on the walk home. Fabulous!

Drinks in the sunshine at Le Perroquet

The combination of the wax cotton and the tiered skirt put me in mind of Kemi Telford's fabulous maxi dresses, so I decided to use this combination with the other piece of wax cotton that I bought in Paris, but this time add another tier and go maxi. I made this dress at the weekend there and wore it out for drinks on Saturday evening:

it is literally ALWAYS windy in Dublin!

I used almost all of the 5 and a half metres of this fabric on the dress and it really does feel like a LOT of fabric on. It's intense. I might go back and lower the neckline slightly because as it stands it is very full coverage, but it is pleasingly very swishy to walk around in! When I came down the stairs in it to show it to Nic he told me I looked like Omega from The Three Doctors and... I have to admit, I can see it! I would wear Omega's outfit. Hat and everything.

It's been a little strange to find myself not wanting to wear clothes that I really loved wearing pre-pandemic. For example, during May I wore what had been one of my very favourite dresses - the Honoria dress, made with beautiful Ralph Lauren linen - and just wasn't that bothered about it at all. I'm keeping it for the time being and have packed it away, but there were several other dresses that I just had no interest in any more. While it's very normal and usual for your tastes to change over time, I think I find this strange because it has happened largely as a result of the last few years. Sometimes I look back on 2020 in particular and wonder how we did it. It seems like such a strange time to look back on. I had a far easier year than a lot of people but with a little distance, thinking about it makes me want to be sick with sadness and grief. 

Increasingly, I think I'm experiencing prolonged mental health repercussions from that year (and the year that preceded it, which was personally very difficult) I don't mean that I am unhappy, and it's not even that I'm anxious... it's hard to put into words, but living through the last few years has been traumatic and I feel the impact of that in all sorts of ways all the time. Maybe that's why I'm so keen to surround myself in large amounts of soft fabric. Maybe it's the clothing equivalent of Linus carrying his blanket around with him, I don't know.

I made this McCall's patterns tiered dress a couple of weeks ago. It is intensely unflattering because it looks like I'm wearing a shower curtain but I do like it a lot. It's very comforting to wear.

It does feel a little strange to write that because my life is very happy, and in the last few months especially my ability to get out and do things has increased a lot. But we're all made up of the experiences we've had, and as experiences go the last few years have been intense. I think we'll continue to feel the impact of it for a long time to come. I'm sure I will anyway.

And on that cheery note, I'm going to wrap up because I have gone on for absolutely ages... until next time, mes amies!

Thursday, March 31, 2022

Don’t play mind checkers with me, man. I’m not in the mood.

Hello! As my eight-year-old nephew would say, WHAT'S POPPIN?? (He really does say that, and it makes me laugh every time I think about it.) It's been a little while since I last had any motivation to write, but sure that's how it goes. 

Things have been pretty good! One of the most noticeable life improvements since we moved is that the pace of life is very different. This is largely due to our jobs, which are far less stressful than what either of us had been doing in England, but it's also that even in the city, the pace of life here is generally a little more gentle. It's one of the changes I've been working out in myself - who am I when I'm not quite stressed all the time?!

The early part of the year was chilly and damp, but with some really lovely bright days dotted around. In February, we had a couple of days away in West Cork as Nic's work took him to Skibbereen. We broke up the journey with a night in Cork city, partly so that I could book us a table for dinner at Café Paradiso. It's worth going to Cork just for Paradiso - Nic described the dark chocolate sorbet as 'life-changing'!

No photo of the dark chocolate sorbet - we were too blissed out by the time we got to dessert!

Overdressed for dinner

The following morning we took the bus down to Skibbereen, which is right down almost about as far south as you can go in Ireland. It's a very small town and there isn't a huge amount to do - especially if, like us, you don't drive - but we had such a wonderful time. We were there to visit a film producer that Nic is working with, so we spent some time with him and his wife and had a lovely dinner at their home. The rest of the time we spent pottering around the beautiful town and hanging out in O'Brien's Corner Bar, which shot right to the top of my list of all-time favourite pubs.

The River Ilen

West Cork countryside from the Compass Loop walk 

None of my photos remotely do justice to how lovely the area is - it was breathtaking even on a cold and drizzly February day, so I can only imagine that it would be exceptionally beautiful in the spring and summer. 

Blissed out by the fire in the Corner Bar

Hopefully we will be able to make a return journey later in the year because I would love to go back. What made the trip so special was the way it restored my confidence a little in being able to socialise without being crippled by anxiety! We had a lovely dinner with David, who invited us, and his wife Patsy and their guests Ciara and Barry - it had been a long time since I'd had the need to socialise with people I don't know and I was a little out of practice, but I really enjoyed myself.

Spending time in Cork turned Nic into a Murphy's fan

Spending some time away also made us both feel a little bit more confident to travel again so, for Nic's birthday, we decided to spend a few days in Paris. This felt like an impossible dream even as we were booking it, honestly. I was a little tormented if I was being completely stupid in doing it. I still don't know that it wasn't a stupid thing to be doing, to be fair. But it was wonderful and I'm so glad we did!

The last time we were in Paris was in 2018, so it was a very emotional return. And it was quite different this time. It was the first time we had flown to Paris, rather than take the Eurostar (one of the main things I miss about living in England, I have to be honest) and the first time we stayed in a hotel. I opted for a hotel rather than an apartment because it felt like it would be less hassle and it was similar in terms of cost. We stayed in a hotel in the 17th, which was lovely. We had a balcony! We had a long weekend and while I had been prepared for it to be very chilly and wet, the weather was absolutely lovely for most of the time we were there.

Morning light from a balcony in Batignolles

We arrived late the night before Nic's birthday, and the day itself dawned bright and sunny. It was the first day of the year where I was able to wear sandals, which was a real treat! We spent the morning strolling around Batignolles before walking down to the river and having lunch in Saint Germain-des-Prés. From there we took the bus along to the Grands Boulevards to enjoy the view from the roof of Galeries Lafayette and then up into Montmartre to visit some old haunts. In the evening we walked out along the canal to Porte de la Villette.

Window displays in pharmacies are something I always really enjoy when I'm in France. I don't need to explain why.

On the roof of Galeries Lafayette

Reunited with my beloved rue Caulaincourt Pizza Man

The steps at rue Paul Albert - this is one of my favourite parts of Paris

Candyfloss skies over the canal Saint-Denis

The following day, we had tickets to go to an exhibition at the Musée Yves Saint Laurent on Avenue Marceau. Nic had found this exhibition, which is part of a bigger exhibition series across Paris. This one focused on archive materials that focus on the daily work of a couture house: sketches, polaroids and toiles. It was small but beautiful, with an absolute highlight being the ability to walk through Saint-Laurent's atelier as it had been used during his life.

Sketches, some with swatches, including the Mondrian dress

Pattern pieces


The atelier

Being in a museum worked up a thirst, so we retired to Harry's New York Bar for cocktails. We had never been there before and it was a real treat: home of the French 75!

I had two!

Anyway, I won't share every single photo I took when we were there! Suffice to say, we had a beautiful time and it felt very emotional to return. I even managed some fabric shopping - for the first time, really, since 2019. I bought a few pieces of fabric in the Marché Saint-Pierre and a couple of lovely bits of Ankara fabric in the small shops in la Goutte d'Or. That was wonderful because it's hard enough to find in Ireland but of course you're spoiled for choice in this part of Paris!

Apart from some stress getting through the airport at Orly to come home (partly our fault, partly shortages of staff on security, partly just... airports) it was a really wonderful visit and we are tentatively planning to get back for a few days towards the end of June to coincide with a friend being there. 

I haven't been doing lots of sewing but I did have a new handmade dress to wear on holiday! At the end of February/beginning of March I bought the Cuff dress pattern from The Assembly Line and made a frankly disastrous attempt at making it from some otherwise lovely viscose. It came out absolutely, hilariously huge... I'm not sure how it turned out so massive on me! I chalked it up to having made an expensive mistake (the pattern alone cost almost €30!) but after talking it through with some Dublin sewing people at a meetup, I resolved to give it another go in some more stable cotton.

Things Called Jazz dress - The Asssembly Line patterns Cuff dress in Nerida Hansen cotton sateen with Saltwater sandals

So this is actually a very simple pattern and it is designed to have quite a lot of wearing ease, so part of the issue with my first attempt was that there was more ease than I like and this was emphasised by the viscose. For my second attempt, I sized down to the XS and used some Nerida Hansen cotton sateen that I had in my stash. I shortened the bodice quite a lot - by around two and a half inches - and this also made a big improvement to the fit. Otherwise I sewed this pretty much out of the envelope, although the elastic I used was slightly less wide than the pattern called for.

I don't typically enjoy wearing an elasticated waist, so I'm not sure what drew me to this pattern. I'm aiming for big, soft and colourful in my sewing this year and this pattern met that brief! I'm not 100% sold on the elastic at the waist aesthetically but it's very comfortable. I love the sleeves, though! They have a little volume and I think the elastic cuff looks very cool as well as being very comfortable, because it doesn't sit tight to the skin.

The fabric had been in my stash since late 2020, when I bought it from Neko Neko Fabrics. It's such a fun print and it gives me very 90s vibes, especially when combined with this shape! I had very low expectations going in and figured that I wouldn't be upset if it didn't work out as I wasn't overly attached to the fabric. But I like it a lot and have worn it a fair few times since I made it. I'll have to try to make another one to get the value out of that pattern, as it was so expensive! But I am very happy with this.

I also did a little bit of alteration. I bought a Justine Tabak dress secondhand on someone's instagram sale because I liked the fabric and also because it was a ridiculous bargain (I got it for €35 and new it would have been almost €300!) It was a couple of sizes too big, but a very relaxed shape so I figured it would be easy enough to alter. And it was! I took it in at the side seams and took some volume out of the sleeves and I've worn it a fair few times since then:

This is very different for me! The pastel colours and the shape of the dress are a little out of my comfort zone, as is the fabric belt, but I like it a lot. It's soft and bright and comfortable and it has definitely inspired me in some of the other things I want to make this spring and summer!

Anyway that's all the craic from me for now, so I'm going to leave you with a photo of me and Nic being cute on St. Patrick's Day on our walk along the coast to Blackrock:

Until next time, folks!

Wednesday, January 19, 2022

There’s more to life than making shallow, fairly obvious observations.

 Hello!! Larry David says that it's too late to say Happy New Year, but... Happy New Year!

I mean he has a point, to be fair. 

Anyway I hope your entry into 2022 hasn't been too bad. Nic and I had a very restful and lovely break over Christmas, and we managed to stay safe and healthy which felt somewhat like winning the lottery, honestly. Travelling via train to the north seemed like a bad idea so we had a very quiet break at home and it was lovely. I was very happy to spend our first Christmas in Dublin (and my first in Ireland for about 8 years) at home watching films and knitting. On the New Year's Day bank holiday, we took the Luas up into the suburbs and walked up the mountain for a drink in the car park of a pub with maybe the best view in Dublin:

It's not the best photo but we were treated to an incredible rainbow after the briefest shower of rain. It was very cold but a beautiful spot to drink a pint and eat some pizza and I'm sure it'll be even better in the warmer weather (although significantly busier, I would imagine!)

We did spend some time with family - my dad, both of my sisters and two of my nephews visited at the start of the holidays and we spent a very fun day together exploring the city. None of the children ever had the chance to visit our home when we lived in England so it makes me very happy to be able to have them here. Both nephews - Joe and Matthew - had great craic playing with the Seinfeld Lego that Nic got me for my birthday. Matthew was fascinated by the city - although he had visited us before, we hadn't left the neighbourhood, and he enjoyed walking into the city centre and seeing what it was like. It was fun to see it through his eyes - he was curious about everything and he really enjoyed himself. It was great!

The January blues haven't been hitting too hard... it turns out that going back to work after a holiday isn't that stressful when your job isn't horrible! I've been able to have a relatively gentle start back into the working year and I'm gradually starting to get back into the office as well. My workplace takes COVID safety very seriously: we have high-quality air filters in the offices, restrictions on numbers, we've all been provided with KN95 masks and students with free antigen tests (these are not available for free in Ireland unless you've been a close contact of someone with COVID) so anyway I feel cautiously optimistic about starting to go back into the office. I am working on some fun and interesting projects and I continue to feel very pleased at where I ended up working.

I've been doing very little sewing - as I mentioned before, I'm in a bit of a funk where I'm not sure what I want to wear! Part of it is the winter and working from home: when I was working in the office full-time, wearing a dress with tights, a cardigan and a pair of heels made sense even when it was pretty cold. But when I'm mostly at home - and now have a long walk to work (which I love) - this isn't as an attractive an option. I'll be back in dresses in the spring, but I am finding myself both keen to explore new styles and gripped with indecision about what those new styles should be. I'm figuring it out. In the meantime I've ordered some jeans online... we'll see how that works out (!)

Anyway - I have really liked the couple of things I have made in the last few months. After the unexpected success of the Bakerloo blouse, I made a dress version. Liberty lawn is difficult to buy here in Ireland but quite a few places stock Liberty quilting cotton... which is something I didn't even know existed? I bought three metres of the Hampstead Meadow print and I had just enough to make the dress version with the elbow-length sleeves. It is 44 inches wide and a directional print so I didn't have quite enough to make the ruffle for the collar... so I improvised with some red ric-rack that had been in my stash of notions for pretty much as long as I've been sewing:

I sewed it in just as you would sew in the ruffle, although of course it means that there is a little bit of a gap where the two collar pieces meet in the centre front neckline. I was full of doubts as I was doing it - not least because there isn't any red in the print - and it IS quite ridiculous but also I like it a LOT. 

I would say that quilting cotton probably isn't the best choice for this pattern - or at least, Liberty quilting cotton isn't. It's lovely quality but it doesn't have too much drape so the smocked style means that the skirt sticks out a bit. That said, I'm really happy with it and I've worn it quite a lot since making it in early November. 

Wearing it out for cocktails in a fancy hotel in Ballsbridge in December

I was keen to try the pattern out in a fabric with more drape so I ordered some viscose lawn from Fabric Godmother to have another go. Buying fabric from the UK is an absolute bollocks now with Brexit and seemingly completely arbitrary customs charges from An Post, so I avoid it mostly. However, having access to a UK postal address (my parents' house) means I can avoid the customs charges if I'm willing to wait for my fabric mule to visit! So I bought some viscose lawn and my dad brought it down when he visited in late December and on the couple of days before Christmas, I made myself another one:

This fabric was 55 inches wide so I bought 2.5 metres and had enough to cut out the ruffle. The print is subtly directional and I managed to cut out my pieces upside down! But I don't think it's terribly noticeable. In both dresses, I cut a straight size 10 - the fit is so relaxed that I just made sure I was happy with the placement of the bust darts and didn't fuss with it otherwise. But in this fabric, which has a great deal of drape, I wanted to reduce some of the volume so I took the bodice in about an inch at the side seams. 

It took me a couple of days to sew this dress - I was interrupted by the fact that I had my booster a few days before Christmas and felt extremely tired the day afterwards - but also I just straight-up did not enjoy sewing with the viscose. I'm a lazy seamstress in that I largely avoid sewing with slippery fabrics and mostly don't really like wearing them. This fabric is so lovely, though. It is so soft and light and feels beautiful to wear. It takes a press very nicely and doesn't wrinkle excessively. It's beautiful! So it was worth the very slight fighting with it I had to do. I wore it on Christmas day and although we didn't leave the house because the weather was so awful, I felt so pretty and glamorous and COMFORTABLE all day. So, hurrah! I have ordered some viscose linen to make another version for the spring - without the collar and with a longer skirt, I think. I just need to wait on my mule to carry it down from Tyrone.

I've made one garment so far this year, which is another pair of Closet Core Jenny overalls. These were a dream garment in so far as I was able to make my own version of the pair that inspired me to buy the pattern. I bought some Ruby Star society linen canvas from a shop in Ireland and got sewing just after Christmas:

Jenny Overalls with RTW shirt and clogs 

I'm really delighted with these. My winter uniform these last few years has been a pair of printed Jenny overalls so these make a wonderful addition to my four other pairs! These were directly inspired by the pair that Devon of Miss Make made a few years ago in the same fabric - it was seeing these that made me buy the pattern, but the fabric proved frustratingly elusive! Anyway I'm delighted with them and even if the cropped length is a little impractical in cold weather, I think they're gorgeous!

I do have some loose sewing plans - I want to make a gingham midi dress; possibly another Bakerloo top if I can find the right fabric; I have bought The Assembly Line Cuff Dress pattern and am waiting for fabric inspiration to strike and I'm considering - considering - making some elastic waist trousers such as the Style Arc Bob pants. These are extremely out of my comfort zone but I think possibly worth a go. Maybe!

Anyway, that's the craic there, sewing-wise. Here's a few photos of the last few months in Dublin:

A stunning purple sky over our neighbourhood park

Wolf Moon from Merchant's Quay on my walk home from work on Monday evening

Looking for seals in Dalkey

Sunset at Sandymount Strand