About a year ago, I bought some nice smocked fabric on sale. At the time, I thought the pattern would look good on me and turning the fabric into a skirt would be a simple project. Just sew the two open ends together and voila! I have a new skirt. Except the skirt just looked terrible on me because of the weird longish length. Without sewing a new hem, I couldn’t find a good combination of where the smocked area should sit and where the length should land.
For a knee length skirt, the smocked area would ride above my tummy area. If the smocked area sat around my tummy area, the end length hit the middle of my calf and that length just looks ridiculous on me. If I wore the skirt as a dress with the smocked area covering my chest, the length was waaaaaaay too short. This skirt frustrated me more than it pleased me. So, I stashed the fabric with the idea to make matching skirts for my two nieces, Tova and Shelby.
The refashion was pretty easy. I cut out the stitched area to open up the skirt into one long piece. With Tova’s help, I made her skirt first. I wrapped the skirt around her tiny little body and figured out where to make a new cut. After making the cut for her skirt, I simply sewed the two open ends together and had Tova try the skirt on with the new seam. The skirt fit perfectly on her! Yay! And the brown shirt she was already wearing matched perfectly!
And the best part? She loves her new skirt! At first, I thought the skirt would be too long for her and would need a new hem. But the length is perfect, and Tova loves the longer length. I had every intention of using the remainder fabric for my other niece, Shelby, over Thanksgiving break, but I couldn’t find the fabric during the time short time I spent with her. Not to mention, Shelby isn’t my biggest fan. She really loves her mommy and adores my other sister, Kristen, who resembles her mommy.
The only time she barely tolerates me is when I hand her anything sweet (cookie, chocolate, candy, etc.), and she only accepts my offering with a very weary eye. I thought I had won her over when she and I played with one of her new toys for about five minutes. But then Becky ruined the special moment by saying something funny (I can’t remember the comment), and I giggled kind of loudly, which upset Shelby. She stopped playing immediately. Her little face scrunched up. Her tiny mouth opened.
And a millisecond later, Shelby is crying and reaching for her mommy. Yup, I’m awesome with kids! I’m actually not too worried about Shelby’s reluctance to hang with me because her two older brothers had the same issue at her age. But they eventually outgrew that silly little phase, and they now love and adore me. So, Shelby just needs a little bit of time and she’ll eventually love and adore me too. Or maybe she’s upset I lost the fabric to make her a matching skirt. Hmmmmmm.