My heart sank.
Eloise rarely asks for anything, she had asked me to make her “nice top” (her words, not mine). I should have guessed what was coming, as she repeatedly came downstairs (where I do my sewing) and kept stroking the spare fabric of Alix’s dress, I just ignored this.
So, when the request was made, I tried my hardest to suggest different fabrics or a style of top that needed different fabric. The reality was that I was always going to fold.
On the up side, having worked with this fabric before, I knew what was needed (iron-on interfacing and working quickly at the fiddly bits, Eloise had chosen a square neck top with gathered sleeves.
The top required a fully lined yoke, which I always find a bit fiddly and clipping the corners in fabric which frays is always a challenge (read nightmare). The sleeves also needed careful handling and quite frankly, if I didn’t have the overlocker to finish seams and edges, I fear all may have been lost.
However, the finished top was very nice, Eloise is happy and wore it to a recent concert where she needed smart clothes (I’m not sure about the white trainers she wore with it, but what do I know? I am mum)
P.S. The red bum bag was something she HAD to wear.