It’s official – I’ve made an item of clothing for someone else, it fits and they don’t hate it. Tick, tick and thrice tick,
Attracted to the book by the promise of easy-to-follow diagrams and explanations for those of us with a good grounding in sewing but lacking the expertise to casually whip up a dress in an afternoon, I treated myself one payday.
And on the whole, I wasn’t to be disappointed.
When looking through examples of garments other people had made from Tilly’s patterns and seeing men’s pyjamas in the mix, I suggested in a weak moment to my other half that I could make a pair for him. He jumped at the chance and immediately wanted me to show him where he could look to choose some fabric. Of course he did. Then I was under pressure to actually deliver on a promise, instead of just thinking about it.
At Christmas, the lovely Santa kindly brought him some DC Comics fabric adorned with all the superheroes a man could want, and at great expense (so Santa tells me anyway), and by mid February, I couldn’t put it off any longer. It was time to pluck up the courage to actually make a start on them.
Instead of recounting how perfect they turned out (because this isn’t true) it’s probably best to list the things I learnt while constructing these bad boys, so I won’t be tempted to make the same mistake twice (hopefully):
- Patterns are important. Nobody likes upside down superheroes on one leg.
- Think about where the pockets will go. It’s not enough for them to be level when they actually end up halfway down your thigh. (I was playing it fast and loose by adding pockets, these aren’t in the actual pattern. It’s debatable whether this was a good idea.)
- Drawstrings only need one hole to come out of on either end. Don’t cut two.
- As my mother taught me when I was a child, be careful with scissors. One slip equals a hole in your lovely fabric that you paid a small fortune for that needs to be sewn up. (Which I still haven’t done …)
Other than those minor slip ups, it was a relatively painless process done in one weekend. (I say painless – this is a lie. It turns out that kneeling on the floor for a whole day cutting out pattern pieces because you don’t have a table with play havoc with your leg muscles.)
Tilly’s tips and advice along the way are a godsend – just little things like putting one pyjama leg inside the other to sew up the crotch. I’d never have thought of that in a million years, but it made it SO much easier and saved a couple of hours’ fighting with my sewing machine trying to join two bits of fabric that just don’t want to fit together.
As you can see, Will is super (groan) happy with his PJs.
Am I allowed to make myself a pair now?!