Sunday, March 31, 2013

some hats and a thank-you!

These are the latest three hats I've had the pleasure of working on.
I'm going through a bit of a hat phase - my only concern being the little time I have left over from other commitments to dedicate to it. I have sketched so many already that I had to just give up on sketching alltogether because documenting the many options only made it worse - too many sketches, so little time to make any of them. Choosing from the sketches also became a frustrating chore .. uff!
Now I just get on with it and make hats in the few hours/minutes in between other things.

All three hats are constructed entirely by hand out of donated felt and vintage straw and plastic passementerie trim

I am now looking forward to a pro photo-shoot and cramming in as many more hats as possible before that.

'La Petite Tonkinoise'  hat

Urchin-'diadema antillarum'-hat

Plume pillbox hat


On the other hand, I must send out my sincere thanks to all of those who donated some special pieces from their wardrobe. I am grateful as ever and can only promise I'll wear the lot with pride x
It gives me joy to know that good pieces wth so much more mileage left in them are not going to waste

also,
(note to self: another swap party is due.. I can feel it in the air)





Monday, March 25, 2013

Running a business as a seamstress - An Interview


It's always such a pleasure to meet people who really like (even love) what you do and believe in it enough to recommend you and want to ask you about it..

A week ago I received the team behind The Zone - TimesofMalta.com for an interview about what I do .. 
I hereby thank them for the time they are investing in this series of inspirational interviews and for editing my ramblings into a coherent segment .. 

here it is:


*on another note entirely: why hasn't anyone ever told me I move my hands and face around too much..
I might have still been in time to change.
Now, I'm stuck with it forever!*

I ought to stop ...

... collecting just about anything! really!

Flea markets, bazaars, charity shops should put up posters of my face to warn vendors and urge me to act responsibly. My only consolation is that should Mad Men decide to film a 7th season in Malta and recruit locally (please please pretty please) I'm sorted for wardrobe ...

Here are some spoils from yesterday's Birgu carboot sale ...


these washing-lines fill me (and only very few others) with joy


pointy boobs and charming packaging


quality wool and eloquently phrased washing instructions from a time when caring for your wardrobe was something else entirely. This label is all I ever wanted for reference - (most) companies took such pride in their product that they actually cared enough to educate the client

Sometimes I can hardly believe I'm living in an age this fast-paced and out of synch with the basic ethical obligations of production


On another note, Joan is 'staying over' and she hangs her slips to dry on Fujiko the dolly


 My new make-up case/picnic basket/scarf compartment - it matches everything and brings me so much joy! (*thank you Alex for letting me have it!)



I bid you adieu with some quick shots of Ghar Lapsi re-visited: decidedly windier and all the more beautiful for it!

*off to make another pompom hat*

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

a week and a half

I celebrated a cocktail-fuelled birthday over the past weekend, spent the first half of the week before that wringing sea-water out of costumes and getting sunburnt in the best possible way - but now I'm back indoors, away from the shoreline, cutting silks, and getting back on track e-mail/bills/order-wise ...

I've also received several unexpected gifts and stumbled upon some precious vintage finds on two charity-shop/flea market marathons ...

perhaps life is not so bad away from the slippery slippery shore!




thank you friends and nanna!


hello terracotta leather coat, please make me look like Faye Dunaway




I bid adieu to Ghar Lapsi and scorching cliffs
will be back with more intricate stories about an upcoming photoshoot, new hats, chiffon bridesmaid dresses, a vintage-inspired wardrobe overhaul for a beautiful lady, a sneak-peek at the costumes for Bews il-Bahar, an interview and *crossfingers* more tales about friends+alcohol+food+sea x

Wednesday, February 27, 2013

A Family Wedding Story


This was last weekend's family wedding - my life was temporarily on hold in the run-up to it and in turn I got to savour some beautiful family moments. Everyone lent a hand, some baked cakes for guests, others babysat (*kill Barney), whilst others adamantly refused to try on some dresses *baby diva-yet-adorable tantrums!*

Here's how it happened in so many words. My cousin Fiona asked me to kit her entourage and I basically obliged. For once, I made it a point to actually hold onto the first sketches. Only yesterday I was sorting out the last pieces of textile from the many bags I collected in the process - bags for sketches, measurements and samples, bags for lace trimmings, bags for every step of the way. Here's the original sketch for the wedding dress in ivory and blush I had designed - along the way it underwent some changes in the skirt, but the central idea remained the same - a boat neck lace top over a sweetheart corseted top in ivory satin with a pleated sash in a blush tone. Even that early on in the process, the bride already knew how she wanted her hair done!


.. and here's the sketch for the bride's purple entourage


... the French lace top was constructed out of rows upon rows of hand-pinned and hand-stitched lace braid because we simply couldn't find the right kind by metre, and down the back we settled for a row of over 30 buttons covered in ivory satin

.. this is later on in the process when we all voted in favour of a tulle underskirt .. 


... here's the bride at one of her many fittings. We held fittings back at my mum's place where the light is better and the floors always much much cleaner.. also at my mum's we always had the option of closing the door on the dog/cat.. whereas at my house, the cat rules the place!


... fittings are fun!


... this is me trying to get a general idea of what the bridal party will eventually look like as they walked up the aisle


... apart from the bride and her bridesmaids, I was also responsible for fitting a special guest to this wedding - the charming Josianne! She chose some lovely peacock green taffeta and matching pleated organza for her dream dress and I added hand sewn sprays of crystals and pearls because she was always happier than most to go with my random aquatic suggestions!



and this is Jade being fitted for her flower-girl dress .. well into the process when she had grown 'sort of' accustomed to the idea that she'll have to put on a dress .. eventually


deliberations ..


.. and made-to-measure/made-to-match shoes 


more fun-times during fittings!


and here are some all-important close-ups of the things I embellished for the said dresses ..
starting with the bows for the flowergirls' dresses


all of the shoes


the maid of honour's sash for which I used a vintage button I fell in love with


and the pearly necklines of the little girls' dresses!


Getting closer to the day!
Here's a quick snapshot at the last fitting on the eve before the wedding - a particularly cold Friday when my heart was racing with adrenaline for fear that my car might stop in post-rain Msida with all the dresses in the back


Come Saturday morning I go to my aunt's and I find the wedding party with their hair already sprayed in place, make-up followed.. this is Nadia, the maid of honour, getting her make up done by the super-talented Elaine. My first inklings were confirmed - Nadia really is a dead ringer for young MINA once the hair is up and the eyeliner in place.


Young Amy caught putting on her earrings! What I wouldn't give to look so effortlessly sweet!


things from across the road that the wedding photographer couldn't see ...


Yes, there followed a traditional church ceremony. Instead I'm skipping to the dancing at the reception part.

I tell you, this dress was made for dancing.. for me, a worst case scenario is for the bride to feel uncomfortable or in any way restricted in her dress..


... see, I told you!


an 'awhh' moment before the dancing ensued

                                               
post-dance, the bride poses with her godmother - my mum! Mum took some convincing to settle for that colour at first but we both agreed 'hands down' on the style. She sewed the outfit herself and left the fiddly work of the beading and the bow for her daughter to do in exchange for a warm meal and a steady supply of milky tea


very few people look stunning whilst sipping lemonade



Here's Josianne posing in her dress at the wedding reception - this lady kept her word!


time consuming but ultimately very satisfying work.


I'm just glad I was there every step of the way, camera in tow. I know it is most unlikely that I'll ever be so involved in another wedding-in-the-making, or that I'll ever encounter such an obliging bride (* literal familiarity plays an integral role, of course).. it appears even less likely that I'll ever be organizing my own (*I'm allergic to vows, you see). So all I can really say at the end of the day is *hip hip hurray* for the opportunity and the new couple! 


...  and if I may say so myself, that is one happy bride!


see you at the next wedding x