<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379</id><updated>2012-02-09T08:09:00.853-06:00</updated><category term='1930&apos;s'/><category term='kirtle'/><category term='14th Century Menswear'/><category term='Hat'/><category term='1850&apos;s'/><category term='Do It Too'/><category term='lembas'/><category term='Care Package'/><category term='Research'/><category term='1940&apos;s'/><category term='blog award'/><category term='documentation'/><category term='Mid-19th Century'/><category term='Smocked Apron'/><category term='Family Time'/><category term='1780&apos;s'/><category term='Review'/><category term='Vintage Delights'/><category term='Regency'/><category term='Colonial Fair'/><category term='Paintings'/><category term='Vintage Sewing'/><category term='Regency Children'/><category term='Bra'/><category term='1820&apos;s'/><category term='1790&apos;s'/><category term='cotehardie'/><category term='corset'/><category term='Jane Austen Festival'/><category term='Modern Sewing'/><category term='Crafts'/><category term='Poetry'/><category term='Historic Sewing'/><category term='LOTR'/><category term='Childrens Historic Clothing'/><category term='Paletot'/><category term='My Babies'/><category term='sale'/><category term='Stays'/><category term='David in early April'/><category term='Sewing'/><category term='Watch Fob'/><category term='meme'/><category term='millinery'/><category term='Faire'/><category term='Corded Petticoat'/><category term='14th Century Children'/><category term='Cooking'/><category term='Ballgown'/><category term='1920&apos;s'/><category term='18th century'/><category term='1830&apos;s'/><category term='SCA'/><category term='maternity'/><category term='music'/><category term='sideless surcote'/><category term='1970&apos;s'/><category term='Special Occasions'/><category term='Etsy'/><category term='14th century footwear'/><category term='Wrapper'/><category term='Smock'/><category term='Bonnet'/><category term='Paternosters'/><category term='Civil War Reenacting'/><category term='Frock Coat'/><category term='doublet'/><category term='Shell Jacket'/><category term='originals'/><category term='Musings on Life&apos;s Mysteries'/><category term='henna'/><category term='14th century'/><category term='1840&apos;s'/><category term='Quilting'/><category term='Patterns'/><category term='Undergarments'/><category term='Giveaway'/><category term='Navy'/><category term='Tunics'/><category term='My Beloved'/><category term='Dressform'/><category term='Tailcoat'/><category term='Week in Feminine Dress'/><category term='Coif'/><category term='Regency Menswear'/><category term='Homey Pleasures'/><title type='text'>Romantic History</title><subtitle type='html'>. . . 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His banner over me is love. . .</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>558</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-4767850373689727633</id><published>2012-02-03T16:08:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T16:08:51.369-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modern Sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maternity'/><title type='text'>Refashioned Maternity Top</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With February full upon us I must confess that I can foresee no interesting historic gowns in my near future. Oh there are plenty I &lt;i&gt;want &lt;/i&gt;to make - a late 19-teens dress inspired by the film &lt;i&gt;War Horse&lt;/i&gt;, a late 1830's style dress cut down from my blue 1860's dress, a new regency gown, my 18th century brown stripedy jacket (although I am despairing of getting that done before my bump gets too big). Stuff. But I have to focus on Blake's clothes for Shiloh 150 and so, no getting sidetracked!&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zBKQzBzylsE/TyxW44taAOI/AAAAAAAAD08/8xPWCPVCico/s1600/043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zBKQzBzylsE/TyxW44taAOI/AAAAAAAAD08/8xPWCPVCico/s400/043.JPG" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I did find time this afternoon to makeover one of David's shirts into a maternity top. I have a weakness for plaid button up shirts and this shirt was just too big for him. He is very tall and broad shouldered but he isn't really fat, so this 3XLT mans shirt was just sitting around, not getting used. Wow, there's a lotta fabric there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qB7pPsZdx1w/TyxXKNqP9pI/AAAAAAAAD1E/4IWsfJyrst4/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qB7pPsZdx1w/TyxXKNqP9pI/AAAAAAAAD1E/4IWsfJyrst4/s320/019.JPG" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I recently came across the wonderful site &lt;a href="http://diymaternity.com/"&gt;diymaternity&lt;/a&gt;. It's an amazing resource. I wish I had known about this stuff when I was pregnant with my other three. I used their &lt;a href="http://diymaternity.com/tops/shirred-maternity-tunic-top/"&gt;shirred tunic top tutorial&lt;/a&gt; to create this shirt and I am really pleased with how it came out!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EH21PWmXi1o/TyxYG1FInvI/AAAAAAAAD1M/684NZfMGLlI/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EH21PWmXi1o/TyxYG1FInvI/AAAAAAAAD1M/684NZfMGLlI/s400/022.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pretty much followed the instructions given on the site, although I did change a few things. First, since the armholes on the shirt I was using were absolutely huge I narrowed the entire shirt, cut new armholes and then reattached the shortened, narrowed sleeves. I didn't have elastic thread to sew with so I used a flat piece of elastic instead and just stretched and sewed it to the area I was shirring.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JYw24Tx3tC8/TyxYqkAntVI/AAAAAAAAD1U/p-AG0dLP62w/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JYw24Tx3tC8/TyxYqkAntVI/AAAAAAAAD1U/p-AG0dLP62w/s400/021.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also added a shirred area to the back of the shirt, since the back was totally unfitted and kind of unflattering. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v8zjJwlk-ag/TyxZZIoOSfI/AAAAAAAAD1c/35czUXwqYG4/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-v8zjJwlk-ag/TyxZZIoOSfI/AAAAAAAAD1c/35czUXwqYG4/s400/020.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also put in a triangular gore at each side seam from the hem to the underbust to give extra flare and room there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XGcc1i_0VYE/TyxaHJRXF3I/AAAAAAAAD1k/dpxW0w_rhgY/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XGcc1i_0VYE/TyxaHJRXF3I/AAAAAAAAD1k/dpxW0w_rhgY/s400/025.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is one of the most comfortable shirts I have and I think I will be able to get at least a few months out of this before I need to make a larger one. Yay for roomy shirts that don't look like tents!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-46WNFvdcsaE/Tyxao0VZYzI/AAAAAAAAD1s/FM1lUyOwT0g/s1600/026.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-46WNFvdcsaE/Tyxao0VZYzI/AAAAAAAAD1s/FM1lUyOwT0g/s400/026.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There are lots and lots of other cute tutorials on the diymaternity site, as well as some super cute patterns. I think I will have lots to work on in odd afternoons here and there for the next few months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-4767850373689727633?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/4767850373689727633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=4767850373689727633&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/4767850373689727633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/4767850373689727633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2012/02/refashioned-maternity-top.html' title='Refashioned Maternity Top'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zBKQzBzylsE/TyxW44taAOI/AAAAAAAAD08/8xPWCPVCico/s72-c/043.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-7434499993696482404</id><published>2012-02-01T10:49:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T11:58:08.462-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCA'/><title type='text'>Festival of Maidens ~ Feast and Dance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--TQFXE93pDA/TyldJNrdpfI/AAAAAAAADyU/72IxTiAZOOE/s1600/festival+of+maidens+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--TQFXE93pDA/TyldJNrdpfI/AAAAAAAADyU/72IxTiAZOOE/s400/festival+of+maidens+009.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;For your enlightenment, David looks far, far more happy here than he really was about having to don his "fake reenacting" clothes to go to the festival. Once he was there he did end up having a good time, though.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The Festival of Maidens, held on campus at the University of Illinois, has been one I have wanted to attend for a while. Last year we were unfortunately unable to attend due to David's work schedule but this year the weekend of the festival happened to fall on a weekend had had off work. Since Christmas, this has been the event I have been looking forward to the most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tA3IQAPzFd8/Tylgu05f2cI/AAAAAAAADyk/QyMcsIqN6Mk/s1600/festival+of+maidens+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tA3IQAPzFd8/Tylgu05f2cI/AAAAAAAADyk/QyMcsIqN6Mk/s400/festival+of+maidens+008.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and Peter. We have been calling each other brother and sister for a while, but here we really *do* look uncannily alike. Which is weird since our parents look NOTHING alike!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weekend was planned to be filled with tournaments, classes, talks and Saturday evening would culminate in a middle-eastern inspired feast and a dance. Of course, we did not arrive until almost 5 o clock in the evening on Saturday. It seems the more people you have to get ready to go somewhere and the more stops you have to make along the way, the later you will be.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJUpM8Fjs5E/TylgJNoHAiI/AAAAAAAADyc/3dvXWYEU8oo/s1600/festival+of+maidens+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sJUpM8Fjs5E/TylgJNoHAiI/AAAAAAAADyc/3dvXWYEU8oo/s400/festival+of+maidens+001.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here is Petey-Boy in his new doublet. His refusal of hose and his claim that the brown leather boots we found him have the "arch in a weird place" resulted in a semi-historic-inspired look. But, that is who he is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had to: 1. Pick up Peter (David did this). 2. Get take out pizza for lunch (which David picked up on his way back from picking up Peter 3. Get pulled over by a police officer (unplanned, but fortunate no ticket was involved) 4. Get the two oldest packed and ready to go visit their grand-mama. 5. Pack everyone into the van and go 6. Stop at Grand-mama's to drop off children 7. Stop at the accountants to drop off our tax documents 8. Stop at Dollar General to get chap stick 9. Drive to our destination 10. Spend a half hour looking for a parking place and consequently walk several blocks to arrive at the hall. But, at last, we arrived.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kZSIGXOcccc/TylhhR9ERlI/AAAAAAAADys/vVBwJ4qmzfk/s1600/festival+of+maidens+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kZSIGXOcccc/TylhhR9ERlI/AAAAAAAADys/vVBwJ4qmzfk/s400/festival+of+maidens+017.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peter and another gentleman from our barony converse in front of the hall&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We made it just in time for court and were able to witness the engagement of a beautiful lady to a dashingly handsome gentleman. I didn't get any photos during court since I was focusing on holding Malachi in my lap and watching all that went on. It was a beautiful ceremony and in such a gorgeous room - this place is really a wonderfully mood-setting location for anything and everything medieval!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-grOOnMUOCxE/TyliSK2pYTI/AAAAAAAADy0/0BiiyP4CA0o/s1600/festival+of+maidens+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-grOOnMUOCxE/TyliSK2pYTI/AAAAAAAADy0/0BiiyP4CA0o/s400/festival+of+maidens+015.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;After court, by the stairs, with Malachi. And yes. It is a very lame picture of both of us but it is the only one I have of the inside of the hall.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;After court we walked to the church where the feast and dance were to be held. It was likewise a very appropriate and beautiful setting. My dear friend Jackie met us there and we spent the remainder of the evening in the pleasant company of her and her lovely mother, Joanne.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-njxKCp6ZAv8/Tyli9uDkXHI/AAAAAAAADy8/gHRxHbXo5Yc/s1600/festival+of+maidens+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-njxKCp6ZAv8/Tyli9uDkXHI/AAAAAAAADy8/gHRxHbXo5Yc/s400/festival+of+maidens+020.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Malachi and his beloved Aunt Jackie!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qe9cIuWjpvE/Tyljeca20oI/AAAAAAAADzE/Bw613LKnRFE/s1600/festival+of+maidens+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qe9cIuWjpvE/Tyljeca20oI/AAAAAAAADzE/Bw613LKnRFE/s400/festival+of+maidens+025.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;David and Peter&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fC1VY0x5eRY/TylkI3LAOGI/AAAAAAAADzM/8nJFFFxL2MQ/s1600/festival+of+maidens+030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fC1VY0x5eRY/TylkI3LAOGI/AAAAAAAADzM/8nJFFFxL2MQ/s400/festival+of+maidens+030.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peter, Jackie, and I. Best buds forever!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-50MybvBXqcU/TylknfkXRNI/AAAAAAAADzU/evmmj7cXlOA/s1600/festival+of+maidens+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-50MybvBXqcU/TylknfkXRNI/AAAAAAAADzU/evmmj7cXlOA/s400/festival+of+maidens+024.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peter in a contemplative mood.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E7PzqV84gR0/TyllUQBGdLI/AAAAAAAADzc/FJwcecbSCt4/s1600/festival+of+maidens+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E7PzqV84gR0/TyllUQBGdLI/AAAAAAAADzc/FJwcecbSCt4/s400/festival+of+maidens+031.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The light fixture above our table&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66TTNWWY1C8/Tyll0FmdpdI/AAAAAAAADzk/LkQImz3jqfY/s1600/festival+of+maidens+038.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-66TTNWWY1C8/Tyll0FmdpdI/AAAAAAAADzk/LkQImz3jqfY/s400/festival+of+maidens+038.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A hungry, tired child who was prejudiced against the prospect of a middle eastern dinner. (i.e. if it ain't chicken or beef, it ain't food)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Em5zeV9MR0s/TylmpzL2v6I/AAAAAAAADzs/A5vab_-tR4g/s1600/festival+of+maidens+032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Em5zeV9MR0s/TylmpzL2v6I/AAAAAAAADzs/A5vab_-tR4g/s400/festival+of+maidens+032.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yogurt cheese and hummus - which were, by the way, extremely good -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IBRshWFvHr4/TylnRuubUSI/AAAAAAAADz0/FltbrIKTNIE/s1600/festival+of+maidens+036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IBRshWFvHr4/TylnRuubUSI/AAAAAAAADz0/FltbrIKTNIE/s400/festival+of+maidens+036.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;David spreads hummus on a piece of herbed flat bread&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IrQUaJjOX9I/Tyln5IsWcJI/AAAAAAAADz8/EErtqSqNtew/s1600/festival+of+maidens+041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IrQUaJjOX9I/Tyln5IsWcJI/AAAAAAAADz8/EErtqSqNtew/s400/festival+of+maidens+041.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Malachi tentatively surveys the food on his plate.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JFKanEFpy8c/TyloWPcg7aI/AAAAAAAAD0E/Bne5uoAB_0E/s1600/festival+of+maidens+043.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JFKanEFpy8c/TyloWPcg7aI/AAAAAAAAD0E/Bne5uoAB_0E/s400/festival+of+maidens+043.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two of the lovely dancers who graced us with their performance&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9-a3Q0xyP_s/TylpCpdJ7FI/AAAAAAAAD0M/xilkK6KM8us/s1600/420301_10150559443429631_748714630_8746151_1030335432_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9-a3Q0xyP_s/TylpCpdJ7FI/AAAAAAAAD0M/xilkK6KM8us/s400/420301_10150559443429631_748714630_8746151_1030335432_n.jpg" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were also graced with several sung tales from this highly skilled and &amp;nbsp;inspiring gentleman. Photo courtesy of Jackie!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6LatQEv6dNA/TylposTnzYI/AAAAAAAAD0U/pgq6H0AvCCY/s1600/426800_10150559444949631_748714630_8746179_154196869_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6LatQEv6dNA/TylposTnzYI/AAAAAAAAD0U/pgq6H0AvCCY/s400/426800_10150559444949631_748714630_8746179_154196869_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The musicians gear up for an evening of dance! It was such a blessing to have live, period style music! Photo courtesy of Jackie.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8LZMYLgzGFk/Tylqlb2M7rI/AAAAAAAAD0c/3Z4T9tt_yxU/s1600/festival+of+maidens+050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8LZMYLgzGFk/Tylqlb2M7rI/AAAAAAAAD0c/3Z4T9tt_yxU/s400/festival+of+maidens+050.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Malachi gave way to sleep half way through dinner. We folded up a woolen blanket and made him a small bed beneath a table and there he slept in peace and comfort for the remainder of the night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-24OQO3oRVHM/Tylq_bArN7I/AAAAAAAAD0k/GiNE2lG8hPA/s1600/403791_10150559445249631_748714630_8746181_538181390_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-24OQO3oRVHM/Tylq_bArN7I/AAAAAAAAD0k/GiNE2lG8hPA/s400/403791_10150559445249631_748714630_8746181_538181390_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dancers! Photo courtesy of Jackie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5CbidK3_c/TylrcFwOXdI/AAAAAAAAD0s/bCwlTEGp1xw/s1600/425692_10150559444664631_748714630_8746173_2111702007_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WZ5CbidK3_c/TylrcFwOXdI/AAAAAAAAD0s/bCwlTEGp1xw/s400/425692_10150559444664631_748714630_8746173_2111702007_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And more dancers! Photo courtesy of Jackie&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ctOY5_j6_2s/Tylr0LTWfeI/AAAAAAAAD00/nmzZtrygTeM/s1600/397308_10150559446149631_748714630_8746192_2003974090_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ctOY5_j6_2s/Tylr0LTWfeI/AAAAAAAAD00/nmzZtrygTeM/s400/397308_10150559446149631_748714630_8746192_2003974090_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And yet more dancers. This dance was not even comparable to the last one we went to (the ill fated Civil War dance after Thanksgiving). It was a marvelous time.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-7434499993696482404?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/7434499993696482404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=7434499993696482404&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/7434499993696482404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/7434499993696482404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2012/02/festival-of-maidens-feast-and-dance.html' title='Festival of Maidens ~ Feast and Dance'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--TQFXE93pDA/TyldJNrdpfI/AAAAAAAADyU/72IxTiAZOOE/s72-c/festival+of+maidens+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-557473172326937181</id><published>2012-01-29T20:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T20:42:37.648-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cotehardie'/><title type='text'>Medieval Pink Linen Gown - It Is Finished</title><content type='html'>It snowed in the night and although it was quite cold, David took some photos of my dress and yes. He let me use his sword. :) Alas. Is it right a married mother of soon-to-be four children can still feel happily silly and giddy when donning a new frock and playing with pretty things? I have photos to share later of the festival (we had a marvelous time and I felt like Cinderella going down the steps at midnight!) and for now, here are some of the dress. (I think the next thing I make from this period definitely will have to be shoes).&amp;nbsp;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Uhb1VIaEG8/TyX6zCkuGmI/AAAAAAAADxk/s77QW6kj7CU/s1600/medieval+dress+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Uhb1VIaEG8/TyX6zCkuGmI/AAAAAAAADxk/s77QW6kj7CU/s400/medieval+dress+001.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And what is this we see? Is that a baby bump? A very small one, perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;People, I think we can safely say that this is no longer just a belly pooch.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;There is a very small human creature in there! 12 weeks down, 28 to go. :)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YuL_Ne1ebug/TyX7xLNMJhI/AAAAAAAADxs/6T2c6GAl3dc/s1600/medieval+dress+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YuL_Ne1ebug/TyX7xLNMJhI/AAAAAAAADxs/6T2c6GAl3dc/s400/medieval+dress+002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tippets! They don't go *quite* all the way to the ground but I am happy with how they came out.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5fzOPUJ30E0/TyX983lF3MI/AAAAAAAADx0/r2FyjtyGfVs/s1600/medieval+dress+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5fzOPUJ30E0/TyX983lF3MI/AAAAAAAADx0/r2FyjtyGfVs/s400/medieval+dress+003.JPG" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The wool facing does a great job keeping the hem clean&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8dZnonRMQ0/TyX_kEyFUJI/AAAAAAAADx8/3iRxhurPWOw/s1600/medieval+dress+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E8dZnonRMQ0/TyX_kEyFUJI/AAAAAAAADx8/3iRxhurPWOw/s400/medieval+dress+004.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here you can (kinda) see how the tippets are a separate piece attached at the back of the arm.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8g8UDDhZiE/TyYB0cx0bzI/AAAAAAAADyE/H_CE6-h4vV8/s1600/medieval+dress+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8g8UDDhZiE/TyYB0cx0bzI/AAAAAAAADyE/H_CE6-h4vV8/s400/medieval+dress+010.JPG" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay. David said I could show the photos with the sword ONLY IF I EXPLICITLY stated that this is NOT a medieval style sword but an 1850's medical officers dress sword and is used for "real" (i.e. non-SCA) reenacting. So. Here I state this.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JI9CMD1E9P4/TyYC1ampHKI/AAAAAAAADyM/FFLntWnkEM4/s1600/medieval+dress+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JI9CMD1E9P4/TyYC1ampHKI/AAAAAAAADyM/FFLntWnkEM4/s400/medieval+dress+009.JPG" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-557473172326937181?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/557473172326937181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=557473172326937181&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/557473172326937181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/557473172326937181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2012/01/medieval-pink-linen-gown-it-is-finished.html' title='Medieval Pink Linen Gown - It Is Finished'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4Uhb1VIaEG8/TyX6zCkuGmI/AAAAAAAADxk/s77QW6kj7CU/s72-c/medieval+dress+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-4947450646253993564</id><published>2012-01-27T16:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T16:46:45.596-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cotehardie'/><title type='text'>Sneak Peek - Sleeves!</title><content type='html'>The dress is *almost* done. I have to whip the tippets into place on the sleeve bands and THEN the dress will be done. I decided to make the tippets totally separate so that if I need to, I can easily remove them if I just want to wear a short sleeve overgown without tippets hanging all over the place. I had to try it all on so I could position the tippets in the right place. I think I will go with them in this position:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ncgy-GGGuS4/TyMo-1tADqI/AAAAAAAADxc/yu_iVnttyZU/s1600/medieval+dress+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ncgy-GGGuS4/TyMo-1tADqI/AAAAAAAADxc/yu_iVnttyZU/s400/medieval+dress+005.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to get better pictures of the dress tomorrow, which is, of course, the day of the Festival. :) Maybe I can convince David to let me pose with his sword. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-4947450646253993564?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/4947450646253993564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=4947450646253993564&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/4947450646253993564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/4947450646253993564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2012/01/sneak-peek-sleeves.html' title='Sneak Peek - Sleeves!'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ncgy-GGGuS4/TyMo-1tADqI/AAAAAAAADxc/yu_iVnttyZU/s72-c/medieval+dress+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-970655844467746016</id><published>2012-01-26T13:45:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T13:45:32.014-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cotehardie'/><title type='text'>A Very Big Hem and Making the Lacing Cord</title><content type='html'>Since I have been working on the doublet and my dress at the same time it is taking a bit longer for the dress to finish itself up. Still, I am nearly done and the dress doesn't have to be worn, technically, until Saturday afternoon. So I am still making good time, right?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I finished the hem of the dress. The hem is quite large - I didn't measure it exactly but I think it falls around 200" or so at the hem. I am probably crazy but I decided to leave the skirt exactly as it came out after I sewed in the gores. This gives a slight train at the back and at the sides which looks very medieval, but unfortunately it not practical. Especially for outdoor wear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SRHz22edBHI/TyGr4GXYGbI/AAAAAAAADxE/z57wOhmSWo8/s1600/facing+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SRHz22edBHI/TyGr4GXYGbI/AAAAAAAADxE/z57wOhmSWo8/s400/facing+013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To help protect the dragging, unfortunate hem I did not simply turn the hem under and sew it down. I cut a very long strip of wool flannel, on the straight of grain, about 2" wide. I sewed it to the hem right sides together, turned it to the inside and attached it with running stitches to the dress. The wool strip will take the majority of the wear and tear on the hem and once it gets ratty and worn I can easily remove it and replace it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ng7t_E29eE8/TyGshNdmLcI/AAAAAAAADxM/IXn6g3ietC8/s1600/facing+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ng7t_E29eE8/TyGshNdmLcI/AAAAAAAADxM/IXn6g3ietC8/s400/facing+016.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also spent an hour braiding a new lacing cord for the eyelets. It is made of four strands of woolen yarn. Fingerloop braiding is more appropriate but that skill is yet elusive to me. I used the braiding instructions found here: &lt;a href="http://www.seekyee.com/Slings/howtos/4strand.htm"&gt;Four Strand Round Braid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UYq3HUxMahQ/TyGtGtV52vI/AAAAAAAADxU/TLE7PDVmNH8/s1600/facing+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UYq3HUxMahQ/TyGtGtV52vI/AAAAAAAADxU/TLE7PDVmNH8/s400/facing+014.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for the part I dreaded most. Making the sleeves! The making of them won't be so bad but it's the deciding on a style. I still don't know what to do! Loose sleeves or tippeted sleeves? Alas, alas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-970655844467746016?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/970655844467746016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=970655844467746016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/970655844467746016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/970655844467746016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2012/01/very-big-hem-and-making-lacing-cord.html' title='A Very Big Hem and Making the Lacing Cord'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SRHz22edBHI/TyGr4GXYGbI/AAAAAAAADxE/z57wOhmSWo8/s72-c/facing+013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-1217921723280321797</id><published>2012-01-25T16:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T16:20:37.988-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th Century Menswear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doublet'/><title type='text'>Red Linen Doublet - Progress</title><content type='html'>So, Peter came over recently to be fitted for a doublet. Actually he just kinda slouched there while I pinned and fitted a few rectangles of fabric to get the pattern for his bodice. But his pain and suffering did not last long - draping bodices like this can be done in ten minutes. (and yes, I am using pillows since nothing else I have comes close to the shape of a male torso. . .forgive the weird shoulder sticky-out things.) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kIRCLkPY39U/TyB7P1YXjeI/AAAAAAAADwc/qukv1oO8fTM/s1600/doublet+011-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kIRCLkPY39U/TyB7P1YXjeI/AAAAAAAADwc/qukv1oO8fTM/s400/doublet+011-1.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Sir Peter has been bugging me for a while to make him a medieval "vest". It took much convincing but I finally persuaded him to let me make him a sleeveless doublet instead. He will be wearing it as outerwear, not under a gown like would have been done in period, but it was a compromise I was willing to make. I knew if I didn't make him a proper doublet he would have gone to Goodwill and tried to renovate a modern vest into something "medieval fantasy" ish. Or something along the lines of Robin Hood, Men In Tights, which he looks up to as a movie devoted to the most wonderful medieval costuming yet in creation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_tSxISe6coA/TyB7_1Sv2jI/AAAAAAAADwk/Wb_BL-gnOec/s1600/doublet+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_tSxISe6coA/TyB7_1Sv2jI/AAAAAAAADwk/Wb_BL-gnOec/s400/doublet+005.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I based the pattern off the plain doublet in &lt;i&gt;The Medieval Tailor's Assistant. &lt;/i&gt;I was under the impression that earlier doublets (14th century) did not have a waist seam but I may be mistaken. I cut the shapes as so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AA_Lb9sBQMc/TyB84nqx0AI/AAAAAAAADws/jluagJLMZ9s/s1600/doublet+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AA_Lb9sBQMc/TyB84nqx0AI/AAAAAAAADws/jluagJLMZ9s/s400/doublet+003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is made of three layers - medium weight red linen for the outer layer, natural colored cotton (I think its cotton - Peter's mother donated it to the cause) for the lining and cotton corderoy for the interlining. It made up into a very structured, heavy, molded garment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L1JNpboC4iI/TyB-zwcR7qI/AAAAAAAADw0/JABQIk1YUEY/s1600/doublet+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-L1JNpboC4iI/TyB-zwcR7qI/AAAAAAAADw0/JABQIk1YUEY/s400/doublet+006.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It laces up the front just like my medieval dresses do. (excuse the twine cord used for the pics; we will replace it with something more appropriate before Peter wears this!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CguDozvWHhE/TyB_37Yt1fI/AAAAAAAADw8/Elvm0zg0VMU/s1600/doublet+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CguDozvWHhE/TyB_37Yt1fI/AAAAAAAADw8/Elvm0zg0VMU/s400/doublet+008.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have to make a narrow band collar for the neckline, finish the armholes and hem the skirts. Then Peter will have his "vest" and be happy. It was a fun project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-1217921723280321797?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/1217921723280321797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=1217921723280321797&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/1217921723280321797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/1217921723280321797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2012/01/red-linen-doublet-progress.html' title='Red Linen Doublet - Progress'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kIRCLkPY39U/TyB7P1YXjeI/AAAAAAAADwc/qukv1oO8fTM/s72-c/doublet+011-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-4917832265038460194</id><published>2012-01-24T08:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T08:29:33.600-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cotehardie'/><title type='text'>The Never Ending Eyelets of Doom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Not quite never ending. But in the midst of the swimming, one feels like one is drowning. Drowning in eyelets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oJwFdQ_kTTg/Tx69TDcGGtI/AAAAAAAADwM/2UToLrH71DU/s1600/eyelets+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oJwFdQ_kTTg/Tx69TDcGGtI/AAAAAAAADwM/2UToLrH71DU/s400/eyelets+001.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All made quite the same way. Tiny dots 3/4" apart. Take small pointy object, insert into a dot and twist. Take knitting needle, insert into the hole made, and twist til the hole is nice and large. Whip stitch around edges. Lather, rinse, repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V5Dw49oNkac/Tx6-_QmNxFI/AAAAAAAADwU/9pQAczFU6Ck/s1600/eyelets+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-V5Dw49oNkac/Tx6-_QmNxFI/AAAAAAAADwU/9pQAczFU6Ck/s400/eyelets+002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half are done. The other half will be done today and once I have made a new lacing cord I will be able to put the dress on and fit the sleeves. We are in the home stretch, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-4917832265038460194?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/4917832265038460194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=4917832265038460194&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/4917832265038460194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/4917832265038460194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2012/01/never-ending-eyelets-of-doom.html' title='The Never Ending Eyelets of Doom'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oJwFdQ_kTTg/Tx69TDcGGtI/AAAAAAAADwM/2UToLrH71DU/s72-c/eyelets+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-6867671978732171116</id><published>2012-01-21T08:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T08:19:15.330-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cotehardie'/><title type='text'>Cotehardie Progress - Hand Finishing</title><content type='html'>Once the main pieces of the dress were sewn together it was time to start the lengthy process of hand finishing. I'm still not done with all the hand finishing - there are a lot of seams! But all the bodice seams are now finished and about a quarter of the skirt seams. They are all finished in the same way, so I will share what I do. Just apply &amp;nbsp;the process mentally to the yet-unfinished portion of the dress. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my pre-sewing machine-era historic dresses I prefer to use a straight machine stitch for seams that are not visible from the outside. For any stitches that will show on the outside of the dress I will use hand sewing. Alas. I am not a purist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3XTVy5FWKlo/TxrCSRM_F2I/AAAAAAAADu8/rNTloTC8y9g/s1600/fitted+dress+construction+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3XTVy5FWKlo/TxrCSRM_F2I/AAAAAAAADu8/rNTloTC8y9g/s400/fitted+dress+construction+001.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I did was attach facings to the center front opening of the dress. I carefully cut the center front edges of the dress to the curved shape I traced onto it, and then sewed 1.5" wide strips of linen to each side of the opening, right sides together. The strips are on the straight of grain, to help add stability to the center front opening. Since the curve of the front seam is not very dramatic, the straight strip of linen easily molded around the curves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3zGHCgDhcnQ/TxrC80v6EmI/AAAAAAAADvE/RDbEPl-5cZs/s1600/fitted+dress+construction+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3zGHCgDhcnQ/TxrC80v6EmI/AAAAAAAADvE/RDbEPl-5cZs/s400/fitted+dress+construction+002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I then pressed the facing strips to the inside of the dress, turned under the raw edges of the facing strips and pinned them into place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ktzxPH4P7Wg/TxrEEBvB03I/AAAAAAAADvM/RnqtemGUQW0/s1600/fitted+dress+construction+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ktzxPH4P7Wg/TxrEEBvB03I/AAAAAAAADvM/RnqtemGUQW0/s400/fitted+dress+construction+003.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using a small slip stitch I attached the facing to the lining of the dress. Below the lining, the stitches show on the outside of the dress. In this picture &amp;nbsp;you can see how the front opening curves (I laid a piece of brown fabric beneath the opening so you can more easily see the shape).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eiqSt1du7sI/TxrEl9DcufI/AAAAAAAADvU/8MKXNL05Tfc/s1600/fitted+dress+construction+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eiqSt1du7sI/TxrEl9DcufI/AAAAAAAADvU/8MKXNL05Tfc/s400/fitted+dress+construction+004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I topstitched close to the edge of the opening with a running stitch to firm up the edge. Now the front opening is ready for eyelets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5g2ipFuDlY/TxrFQT-qErI/AAAAAAAADvc/nof_vixEHK4/s1600/fitted+dress+construction+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-A5g2ipFuDlY/TxrFQT-qErI/AAAAAAAADvc/nof_vixEHK4/s400/fitted+dress+construction+005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To finish the neckline I could have sewed on another narrow facing strip and attached it the same way as I did for the front opening. However, I decided to just press under the hem about 1/2" all the way around the neckline. I then tucked the raw edge under and slip stitched the folded edge to the dress - through the lining and the outside layer. Here is how it looks from the inside:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E7aRnMhrMIg/TxrGkAe-zWI/AAAAAAAADvs/1CboldHgxog/s1600/fitted+dress+construction+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E7aRnMhrMIg/TxrGkAe-zWI/AAAAAAAADvs/1CboldHgxog/s320/fitted+dress+construction+007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And from the outside:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GaQgUODIe1Y/TxrF7qtvgUI/AAAAAAAADvk/Eo35BjBpo6M/s1600/fitted+dress+construction+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GaQgUODIe1Y/TxrF7qtvgUI/AAAAAAAADvk/Eo35BjBpo6M/s400/fitted+dress+construction+006.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The inside seams of the dress are finished with felling. This creates a much stronger seam and also serves to stiffen the seam to prevent wrinkling - it almost acts as a kind of soft boning! Here you can see one of the bodice seams felled. The seam allowance is pressed to one side, the raw edge turned under, and the folded edge slip stitched down to secure it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fwIdOXrCWpU/TxrHsfhGvcI/AAAAAAAADv0/UV-io4qEb4o/s1600/fitted+dress+construction+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fwIdOXrCWpU/TxrHsfhGvcI/AAAAAAAADv0/UV-io4qEb4o/s400/fitted+dress+construction+008.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the skirt seams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dgWyTYPnXYI/TxrIX7snF6I/AAAAAAAADv8/W1j9_oqhi88/s1600/fitted+dress+construction+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dgWyTYPnXYI/TxrIX7snF6I/AAAAAAAADv8/W1j9_oqhi88/s400/fitted+dress+construction+009.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are what felled seams look from the outside of the dress:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4-0eO29a1A/TxrI6vSsy5I/AAAAAAAADwE/HU2C6t3vS_c/s1600/fitted+dress+construction+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-h4-0eO29a1A/TxrI6vSsy5I/AAAAAAAADwE/HU2C6t3vS_c/s400/fitted+dress+construction+010.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-6867671978732171116?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/6867671978732171116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=6867671978732171116&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6867671978732171116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6867671978732171116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2012/01/cotehardie-progress-hand-finishing.html' title='Cotehardie Progress - Hand Finishing'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3XTVy5FWKlo/TxrCSRM_F2I/AAAAAAAADu8/rNTloTC8y9g/s72-c/fitted+dress+construction+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-7043171388400133194</id><published>2012-01-20T09:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T09:20:01.441-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cotehardie'/><title type='text'>Cotehardie Progress - Sewing the Main Dress</title><content type='html'>Well, once the cutting of my dress was done I had to take a break. I hate cutting things out and it's a bit nerve wracking to lay out large pieces of fabric on the floor and try to work quickly before a dog or a cat or a boy comes in and tramps across the laid out cloth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fun part is actually sewing the dress together! To start with, I sewed the front half gores to each front panel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tBN-m6FW4Q0/TxmAxkgbaKI/AAAAAAAADuM/XLDQXNqFeMw/s1600/fitted+gown+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tBN-m6FW4Q0/TxmAxkgbaKI/AAAAAAAADuM/XLDQXNqFeMw/s400/fitted+gown+011.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the rest of the sewing was extremely straightforward. Just sewing the gores to the dress and stitching up the side seams and shoulder seams. Here you can see the gores sewed to each half of the dress. After this photo I sewed the side gores to the front panels and sewed the back to the front along the side seams and shoulder seams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6KOdNxodtyA/TxmBxAlAndI/AAAAAAAADuU/OaomrLbdhT8/s1600/fitted+gown+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6KOdNxodtyA/TxmBxAlAndI/AAAAAAAADuU/OaomrLbdhT8/s400/fitted+gown+014.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was time to check for fit! Although I fitted the pattern for the torso before I cut into the linen, with these types of self-supporting dresses it's important to fit as you go, because the stretch properties of each fabric is different. I found the fit to be pretty good but I did have to tighten up the center front seam under the bust to get good bust support (it doesn't help I've already increased a cup size or so since getting pregnant) : / Instead of a straight-seam front opening for the dress, I found the support and shape to be MUCH better by curving the front opening. I pinned it along that curve to try it on, and here you can see the black line indicating where the curved seam will be located. I have read that for ladies who need more support this curved-front-seam method is better. For my wool kirtle I used the straight front seam method, which works pretty well but always gives a crease under the bust after a while because the fabric stretches and the boobs droop. It will be interesting to see the difference between the straight front seam method of fitting and this method of fitting after I wear this dress for a day or so. Maybe there won't be as many underbust wrinkles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XRcpR1Ou3tE/TxmCwkoJKjI/AAAAAAAADuc/wcp-w5alXu8/s1600/fitted+gown+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XRcpR1Ou3tE/TxmCwkoJKjI/AAAAAAAADuc/wcp-w5alXu8/s400/fitted+gown+024.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because of the curved seam in the center front, I think I will probably do eyelets and a lacing cord for the front opening instead of buttons and buttonholes. I think I'd get better tension and a firmer fit with the lacing cord; plus that means I can wear this dress alone as working attire if need be, without the wool dress underneath it. Both the wool dress and this dress support and shape without the need for anything on underneath except the shift. Here you can see the side: (I am really happy with the drape of the skirt!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ahr76DQTCQ/TxmEDkzouoI/AAAAAAAADuk/0uZmqVYyccw/s1600/fitted+gown+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4Ahr76DQTCQ/TxmEDkzouoI/AAAAAAAADuk/0uZmqVYyccw/s400/fitted+gown+017.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the back: (and yes, the center back seam is not exactly straight on my body - I didn't adjust it to be straight when I quickly pinned myself into it so the back line isn't straight and the front line isn't either! But that can easily be remedied when I put it on and can shift it around to lay properly instead of having to pin it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b39MDp-VmBE/TxmEyxv9NhI/AAAAAAAADus/ZLVi8GVxn1Y/s1600/fitted+gown+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-b39MDp-VmBE/TxmEyxv9NhI/AAAAAAAADus/ZLVi8GVxn1Y/s400/fitted+gown+019.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the front:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jGXVRJwFZ1I/TxmFf_UxERI/AAAAAAAADu0/yeRRFWlpX6c/s1600/fitted+gown+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jGXVRJwFZ1I/TxmFf_UxERI/AAAAAAAADu0/yeRRFWlpX6c/s400/fitted+gown+021.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The skirt gores on this dress start higher up on the torso than on my wool dress. I find it more comfortable to move in but I do think next time I will make the skirt gores slightly lower to give a more streamlined shape over the hips. However, I do have a bit of "wiggle room" in the lower torso so that ought to be adequate for the growing baby bump and hopefully I won't have to adjust the dress to fit a new shape in a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm contemplating an elbow length funnel type sleeve now instead of a tight short sleeve. It seems it would be more appropriate for this type of dress. Alas. I don't know what to do! But I have to finish all the seams before worrying about the sleeves. That should be at least six hours of work so I ought to have had plenty of time to decide on a sleeve style by then. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-7043171388400133194?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/7043171388400133194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=7043171388400133194&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/7043171388400133194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/7043171388400133194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2012/01/cotehardie-progress-sewing-main-dress.html' title='Cotehardie Progress - Sewing the Main Dress'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tBN-m6FW4Q0/TxmAxkgbaKI/AAAAAAAADuM/XLDQXNqFeMw/s72-c/fitted+gown+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-7466187156448364597</id><published>2012-01-19T14:50:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T14:50:48.923-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cotehardie'/><title type='text'>Cutting the Cotehardie</title><content type='html'>Since I did not do any indepth posts about how I constructed my fitted underdress, focusing instead on the fitting of it, I decided to document my progress as I work on this dress. That way, in case I ever forget how I put things together I can go back and read what I did. (and that happens way too often with me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in this post I will describe how I cut out dresses like this. I cut my kirtle in the same way as I am cutting this one although the skirt gores were narrower, making for a narrower finished hem on the dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to start out with, I had my 5 yards of washed and dried linen. It ended up about 58" wide so I decided to use full widths of the fabric to avoid waste. Instead of planning my fabric around my pattern, I plan my pattern around my fabric! First, I measured from my shoulder tip to the floor plus a few inches for play. That was the length of my front and back dress pieces. I measured my bodice pattern pieces (the part of the dress that is fitted to my body) across the widest part. The widest part on the front piece was about 10" and on the back about 12", so I cut the 4 panels (2 front, 2 back) 13" wide and 53" long. See:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fSmFKLmIEaw/Txh6rw0JL7I/AAAAAAAADtE/62h5NRExymM/s1600/fitted+gown+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fSmFKLmIEaw/Txh6rw0JL7I/AAAAAAAADtE/62h5NRExymM/s400/fitted+gown+001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To shape the upper body portion of the panels, I laid on my pattern pieces and cut around them. From the hips up, the panels are shaped to fit the body closely. From the hips down, everything is squared. Easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MxSBC76ErGE/Txh7ZnAtshI/AAAAAAAADtM/6gfobOaZhNI/s1600/fitted+gown+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MxSBC76ErGE/Txh7ZnAtshI/AAAAAAAADtM/6gfobOaZhNI/s400/fitted+gown+002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut lining for the bodice from a purple linen dress I had on hand. I decided to use this linen instead of the pale green since it is heavier and will take the strain of wear better. I will use the green for the lining that will show (in the sleeve). The dress is lined only to the hips, since from the hips down there is no strain of wear and the pink linen is heavy enough to drape nicely on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPPjF6EBw2Q/Txh77MyPJxI/AAAAAAAADtU/KIfx16BnY4k/s1600/fitted+gown+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kPPjF6EBw2Q/Txh77MyPJxI/AAAAAAAADtU/KIfx16BnY4k/s400/fitted+gown+004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the back seam pinned together, ready to be sewn:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-woeQT2mlhJA/Txh85I_KQkI/AAAAAAAADtc/nNQa5gNNy1M/s1600/fitted+gown+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-woeQT2mlhJA/Txh85I_KQkI/AAAAAAAADtc/nNQa5gNNy1M/s400/fitted+gown+005.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add flare to the skirt, gores are inserted at center front, center back and each side. I made my gores by measuring from my hip to the floor, plus a few inches. I tore a full width of my linen to that length, and then another one. I had two panels approximately 42" long x 58" wide. Here is one panel:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_9WaFVliRWU/Txh-DxHAfUI/AAAAAAAADtk/tdDv0d7jw1o/s1600/fitted+gown+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_9WaFVliRWU/Txh-DxHAfUI/AAAAAAAADtk/tdDv0d7jw1o/s400/fitted+gown+006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut the gores, I folded each panel in half and pressed it flat, matching torn edges and selvedges. I cut from corner to corner diagonally across the fabric. This gave me two gores - one whole gore and two half gores, which are sewn together to make a whole gore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d9wo2bljLWQ/Txh_VDKksBI/AAAAAAAADts/6pw7dOPOFZY/s1600/fitted+gown+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d9wo2bljLWQ/Txh_VDKksBI/AAAAAAAADts/6pw7dOPOFZY/s320/fitted+gown+007.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I repeated this for the other panel, ending up with two whole gores and four half gores. I rounded off the bottom edges to make things even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lQzhEGP5lmU/TxiAi5-LzJI/AAAAAAAADt0/MijTILj-Z1k/s1600/fitted+gown+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lQzhEGP5lmU/TxiAi5-LzJI/AAAAAAAADt0/MijTILj-Z1k/s400/fitted+gown+008.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the front pieces laid out with two half gores. Since the dress will open down the center front the seam down the middle of this gore is ideal. You can see how much width the gores will add to the dress skirts - quite a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fGHn9zZvOPg/TxiBTilQ4XI/AAAAAAAADt8/Z43p5mQbmO0/s1600/fitted+gown+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fGHn9zZvOPg/TxiBTilQ4XI/AAAAAAAADt8/Z43p5mQbmO0/s400/fitted+gown+009.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the front pieces and the center gore and both side gores laid out on the bed. I think the skirt will hang very prettily in the finished dress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-liSn8wuCGFQ/TxiB23wr7tI/AAAAAAAADuE/8G3c2siqgIE/s1600/fitted+gown+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-liSn8wuCGFQ/TxiB23wr7tI/AAAAAAAADuE/8G3c2siqgIE/s400/fitted+gown+010.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up: sewing it all together!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-7466187156448364597?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/7466187156448364597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=7466187156448364597&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/7466187156448364597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/7466187156448364597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2012/01/cutting-cotehardie.html' title='Cutting the Cotehardie'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fSmFKLmIEaw/Txh6rw0JL7I/AAAAAAAADtE/62h5NRExymM/s72-c/fitted+gown+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-6881500448078208811</id><published>2012-01-16T14:32:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T14:32:07.018-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century'/><title type='text'>Success in Dyeing - Pale Pink Achieved!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I know posts about fabric and colors are getting old. It's kind of a cop out. I don't have anything interesting to post so - whoopee! - I'll post about dyeing. Or trimming ideas. Or style musings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my defense, though (and I did want to have this dress at least half way done by now) I have been working on the Great 1860's Steward-Dressing Project and finishing up the baby gown I started several weeks ago. In addition, I was taken violently ill on Saturday and so was not able to do any work this weekend. (never eat buttered movie-store popcorn and drink pepsi simultaneously, especially if you are feeling nauseous to begin with and are in the habit of unwillingly ejecting your meals - even healthy ones - shortly after consumption). I determined to not start on this project until the baby gown was finished and the first part of the stewards outfit done. The baby dress is finished, ironed and ready to be mailed tomorrow and I am about three hours away from finishing up the stewards shirts (square-cut, blue-checked cotton) so I &lt;i&gt;do firmly intend &lt;/i&gt;to start my gown tomorrow and have it done by Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week I dyed my tan linen with wine colored dye and consequently turned it a bright fuschia pink. I was unhappy with the pink color so I decided to remove the dye and redye it a light gray. David brought me home some dye remover although he could not find gray dye anywhere. So on Friday, I thought that at least I could remove the dye so the fabric was prepared for taking gray dye whenever I found some. I filled the machine with hot water, agitated the dye remover, and plopped the 5 yards of fuschia linen inside it. I then was gone for about five hours to take my oldest son to a doctor appointment. When I got home, I lifted the lid and was shocked to see the color the linen had become. See:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LjNyHshaJqU/TxSDu7K2ynI/AAAAAAAADrc/GdndnS7BHEE/s1600/fabric+036.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LjNyHshaJqU/TxSDu7K2ynI/AAAAAAAADrc/GdndnS7BHEE/s400/fabric+036.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A very light brownish-pink - exactly the color I had wanted in the first place. Not close to the color I wanted - not similar - no, but the EXACT color I had wanted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YaYUF_e2hy4/TxSEboLROnI/AAAAAAAADrk/4JW4sXt5-dc/s1600/fabric+035.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YaYUF_e2hy4/TxSEboLROnI/AAAAAAAADrk/4JW4sXt5-dc/s400/fabric+035.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks SO much better with the greenish-blue undress than the bright pink did. I like it just as much as I would have liked gray. Perhaps even better than gray, since this color seems to turn up a LOT in medieval images and I haven't found nearly as much evidence of gray, especially combined with the greenish-blue color of the underdress. From what I've been able to find, greenish-blue is a popular combo with this certain light pink color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tk2vjY_-P8s/TxSF4rK0gOI/AAAAAAAADrs/p4THdXW3kgM/s1600/fabric+047.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tk2vjY_-P8s/TxSF4rK0gOI/AAAAAAAADrs/p4THdXW3kgM/s400/fabric+047.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, my lil baby boy is three years old today! He was such a red and squishy little fellow with dark blue eyes and black hair when he was born; the eyes lightened into a light blue-gray, the black hair fell out and &amp;nbsp; blonde hair grew in its place. And here he is today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tKYAQqd9AAA/TxSGZ5j_a6I/AAAAAAAADr0/tBcf0HObG1g/s1600/malachi+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tKYAQqd9AAA/TxSGZ5j_a6I/AAAAAAAADr0/tBcf0HObG1g/s400/malachi+011.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years old! The baby of the family, but the bossiest, most opinionated and dare-devil member by far. Of all the children, he is the most like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3-g78B6nVVg/TxSG2UNtTSI/AAAAAAAADr8/V7q_iRGE4zc/s1600/malachi+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3-g78B6nVVg/TxSG2UNtTSI/AAAAAAAADr8/V7q_iRGE4zc/s400/malachi+012.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he's still not too sure about giving up his place as baby to make way for a new one. But no matter how old he gets and how many other babies will follow him, he will always be my special little boy and my own true love. We are pards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ytaMQtHXds/TxSI1Es9bhI/AAAAAAAADsM/q1TuklNq2sc/s1600/malachi+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ytaMQtHXds/TxSI1Es9bhI/AAAAAAAADsM/q1TuklNq2sc/s400/malachi+010.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-6881500448078208811?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/6881500448078208811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=6881500448078208811&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6881500448078208811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6881500448078208811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2012/01/success-in-dyeing-pale-pink-achieved.html' title='Success in Dyeing - Pale Pink Achieved!'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LjNyHshaJqU/TxSDu7K2ynI/AAAAAAAADrc/GdndnS7BHEE/s72-c/fabric+036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-8850905912861647406</id><published>2012-01-12T13:55:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T14:47:52.687-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Research'/><title type='text'>Cotehardie Progress - Trim Ideas</title><content type='html'>I have been scouring the internet for images that show how a fitted gown may be trimmed - all to little avail. It is HARD to find any clear details on how these garments may have been trimmed. After deciding I wanted to put trim on my dress I started thinking about proper trimming materials, how trim would be applied and where it would be applied. I am so afraid to be putting my own modern tastes of what "looks right" into the place of what IS right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find this image of dancers and looking at it, there is a lot of interesting detail that gives some good ideas of trim placement and scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1JNDa2PWRv0/Tw8yOHDm10I/AAAAAAAADq0/CB9AwXrQsEg/s1600/dancers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1JNDa2PWRv0/Tw8yOHDm10I/AAAAAAAADq0/CB9AwXrQsEg/s400/dancers.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: left;"&gt;This dress looks a lot like I want mine to look, with the sleeve tippets, lined with a contrasting color. There is a band of trim around the bottom of the hem - it looks like it may be fur?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cDA6FPDeA2g/Tw822B31p6I/AAAAAAAADq8/94sJkv9-354/s1600/dancers-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cDA6FPDeA2g/Tw822B31p6I/AAAAAAAADq8/94sJkv9-354/s1600/dancers-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;These ladies are wearing light-colored gowns with dark trim around the neckline. They both appear to have some sort of (non matching) trim at the hem. It also looks like the lady on the left has put trim down the center front of her gown.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kdOBSGoS-Z4/Tw83RXjUT-I/AAAAAAAADrE/ZTDHxCrj3BU/s1600/dancers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kdOBSGoS-Z4/Tw83RXjUT-I/AAAAAAAADrE/ZTDHxCrj3BU/s320/dancers.jpg" width="228" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;There are a lot of interesting details in this group of 4! The hairstyles (are these young unmarried ladies since they aren't wearing a &amp;nbsp;headcovering?), the colors. Oddly enough the figure on the far left appears to have a non-matching top and bottom portion to her gown. The second-from-left figure looks to have a parti-colored garment, the second-from-right looks to have a plain, untrimmed gown and the one on the far left appears to be wearing a short sleeved overgown with tippits and a split skirt, showing the underdress at the sides, with the hem finished in a light colored trim (looks like it MAY be a pleated flounce?)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJYbj_nWFdg/Tw83aseW3bI/AAAAAAAADrM/bs1JmsZlhUc/s1600/dancers-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yJYbj_nWFdg/Tw83aseW3bI/AAAAAAAADrM/bs1JmsZlhUc/s1600/dancers-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And this one depicts a short sleeved overgown with interesting trim placement on the bodice. It also appears to have an overgown with trim at the hem, but the hem of the overgown is shorter than that of the underdress.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sbgd6ErSo5w/Tw83yAGXTlI/AAAAAAAADrU/nkWxPdhB9gA/s1600/dancers-3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Sbgd6ErSo5w/Tw83yAGXTlI/AAAAAAAADrU/nkWxPdhB9gA/s1600/dancers-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;So, I think I may be one step closer to deciding what kind of trim to put on my gown. Now I need to figure out WHAT to use for trim - strips of fabric? If so, what kind? Linen, wool, silk? Velvet? (too fancy??) Fur? (seems an odd combo with a linen gown though and I don't feel exactly comfortable wearing real fur - and fake fur looks kinda. . .fake. . .)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And Peter is coming over this weekend to be fitted for a plain, basic doublet. It will be interesting to make a more fitted male garment for the 14th century period. David currently prefers the loose skirts of his tunic. (odd, since he likes the fitted nature of his 1860's attire).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-8850905912861647406?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/8850905912861647406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=8850905912861647406&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/8850905912861647406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/8850905912861647406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2012/01/cotehardie-progress-trim-ideas.html' title='Cotehardie Progress - Trim Ideas'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1JNDa2PWRv0/Tw8yOHDm10I/AAAAAAAADq0/CB9AwXrQsEg/s72-c/dancers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-3752176767037136909</id><published>2012-01-10T08:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-10T08:44:42.234-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cotehardie'/><title type='text'>Cotehardie Progress ~ Dyeing the Linen</title><content type='html'>So, I decided to make a cotehardie. And for clarification, I don't know if cotehardie is a period-correct term for a fitted overgown, but, since it is the modern term that most people use when referring to this type of garment, I will use it, since everyone who reads this IS a modern person, like it or not! :P It will be fitted to the waist since my belly bulge is in my lower abdomen (and based on all my previous pregnancies my babies always carry quite low) and will close with buttons instead of lacing. The sleeves will be tight fitted short sleeves finished with a band of fabric and a faced band of fabric hanging from the back of the sleeve to above the dress hem (I'd love them to go ALL the way to the hem but will have to see if I have enough fabric for that).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I am feeling adventurous, I will make it with lacing at the sides from hip to underbust. If not, I will just sew those seams as I regularly do and either make lacing holes for it later by facing the seam in that area and working eyelets, or I will just wear my sideless surcote over my fitted undergown (modernly called a kirtle) for our event in April. The sideless surcote has quite a bit of room below the waist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next step was dyeing the linen. I had good results when dyeing the wool for my underdress so I felt more confident as I filled the washer with hot water, added the salt and the dye (appx. 1 TB of "wine" RIT dye; it wasn't crimson as I had thought) and added the wet fabric. Before putting in the whole length of fabric I dyed a few samples, so I could get an idea of how long I needed to let the full length of fabric sit in the dyebath. Here you can see a few of the samples. The tan is the original fabric color; the pale pink is the tan after 5 minutes in the dye and the dark purply-pink is the fabric after 30 minutes in the dye. I was shocked at how vibrant the colors came out after only a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vq9nj1C27uQ/TwxL480rR8I/AAAAAAAADqU/bkaqsEy5qZk/s1600/linen+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vq9nj1C27uQ/TwxL480rR8I/AAAAAAAADqU/bkaqsEy5qZk/s400/linen+001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I liked the middle sample (the pale pink) the best, so added the wet length of fabric and let it sit for 5 minutes. However, I didn't take into account the time it would take for the dye to leave the washing machine so the fabric ended up being in the dye for probably 8 minutes. As a result, it came out darker than I was wanting:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VcAbYZaskio/TwxMnFI7BnI/AAAAAAAADqc/ao9VMIYZ0N0/s1600/linen+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VcAbYZaskio/TwxMnFI7BnI/AAAAAAAADqc/ao9VMIYZ0N0/s400/linen+002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the finished pink linen with the underdress (darker blue-green) and the pale green linen I plan to use for the lining. It's very. . .pink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NfuWtsMFC-M/TwxN13-huRI/AAAAAAAADqk/dewhOPCgBw4/s1600/linen+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NfuWtsMFC-M/TwxN13-huRI/AAAAAAAADqk/dewhOPCgBw4/s400/linen+003.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It caused me considerable troublesome thought yesterday. I did find a few examples of similarly colored vibrant pinkish-purple gowns in a few period images:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GmL8UTVUcD4/TwxOSBZtziI/AAAAAAAADqs/O0URvY7mbMM/s1600/7004731.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="335" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GmL8UTVUcD4/TwxOSBZtziI/AAAAAAAADqs/O0URvY7mbMM/s400/7004731.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I never got to the point where I loved the color. : / And if I am going to put time into making something, I want to love it. I deserve to love it! The pink is pretty and cheerful, but just not ME. So, I had an awakening last night when I woke up around 2:30 a.m. and started thinking about the color. I will remove the dye and re-dye the linen a soft gray. With gray, I don't really care about the particular shade as long as it doesn't come out looking black. Gray is nice. I like gray. It's me. It should be easier to get a nice gray than a pale pink. And gray will look nice with the color of the underdress and the lining (you will be able to see the lining on the sleeves).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To dress it up a bit I may trim the sleeves, neckline and hem with dark brown. (I know, a boring color, but, alas, me). I think a really dark color for trim would accent the lines and make it look more festive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, farewell pink linen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-3752176767037136909?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/3752176767037136909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=3752176767037136909&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/3752176767037136909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/3752176767037136909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2012/01/cotehardie-progress-dyeing-linen.html' title='Cotehardie Progress ~ Dyeing the Linen'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vq9nj1C27uQ/TwxL480rR8I/AAAAAAAADqU/bkaqsEy5qZk/s72-c/linen+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-8740027658397605538</id><published>2012-01-09T09:15:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T09:50:16.488-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century'/><title type='text'>Medieval Pin Keep ~ And Peter ~</title><content type='html'>Our annual 12th Night party was held on Saturday night. David had to work for half of the day so we had a late start getting there. In fact, I wasn't even sure that we were going to be able to go. I was thwarted at every turn. I couldn't find &lt;i&gt;anything&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;we needed. The wrapping paper and tape for our contributions to the gift exchange. Judah's hood. All 3 pairs of little brown shoes and hose - nope. No where to be found. David's red lion appliqued bag. My plain wool bag. Still missing in mysterious circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/396150_10150677284722598_677902597_12029459_1587147018_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/396150_10150677284722598_677902597_12029459_1587147018_n.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I did finally find enough to get us clothed - although we looked a bit rumply, and the children had to wear modern shoes and pants beneath their tunics - and we packed into the van and made it just after court started. It is extremely embarrassing to go go into a room that is already filled with people who are trying to pay attention to one person who is speaking. Even more so when your eldest child is fidgeting and grabbing at your skirts and proclaiming to all who will hear, "I have to poop!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did end up having a nice time, though. A wonderful abundance of savory foods were spread and a fascinating array of desserts to finish off the evening stimulated the senses of all. My contribution was venison, stewed in broth with sage and onions and garlic, with tiny potatoes and finished off with a sprinkle of cardamom and a dash of red wine, as well as flat biscuit-like cakes of oat and honey. My favorite was the smoked beef one gentleman had been cooking for the previous six hours. . .smoked meat is heavenly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get any pictures save one, of my right-side dinner companion, Mr. Peter. We all have seen more flattering photographs of this gentleman, but I shall post it anyway for the sake of interest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/378066_10150678346852598_677902597_12033976_1281912703_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/378066_10150678346852598_677902597_12033976_1281912703_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These other pictures are ones I had David take right before we left home, because I wanted everyone to be able to see the beautiful gift I received last month. I never would have had the patience to make anything like this, so I am doubly grateful and honored to be the recipient of this beautiful pin keep. Isn't the workmanship amazing?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h_f7MAdhRFk/TwsBPf8fG1I/AAAAAAAADps/Mq7_sZvkByE/s1600/pin+keep+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h_f7MAdhRFk/TwsBPf8fG1I/AAAAAAAADps/Mq7_sZvkByE/s400/pin+keep+004.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how it looks with my dress; so much so I decided against wearing my surcote so the pin keep wouldn't be covered up underneath it! It is so very, very useful to hold pins. So much more so than keeping them in a bag or worse yet, pinned into the hem of my skirt where I would often get tiny pricks on my ankles when I walked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8H63UI9Gwi4/TwsDpmIFvdI/AAAAAAAADqE/rUZ-WSB9e5s/s1600/pin+keep+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8H63UI9Gwi4/TwsDpmIFvdI/AAAAAAAADqE/rUZ-WSB9e5s/s400/pin+keep+003.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm now planning a new surcote to wear for Festival of Maidens; I would like something a bit more cheery and festive than what I already have, although not too overboard, or done up, or fancified. I ended up getting 5 yards of medium-heavy tan linen. I know, I know, it ought to be wool but linen was half the price and, well, the compromise was worth it to me. ;) I really like how the plain tan looks with the kirtle but David is right, it would show dirt quickly and it is kind of "blah". I have a bottle of crimson dye so I am going to try to experiment today and see if I can manage a light dusky pink with a diluted bit of the dye, since the fabric is tan to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8pP9IkWp5fw/TwsEXKOwEtI/AAAAAAAADqM/ikLvemZWB7c/s1600/women1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8pP9IkWp5fw/TwsEXKOwEtI/AAAAAAAADqM/ikLvemZWB7c/s320/women1.jpg" width="117" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is the look I absolutely ADORE. I'd love to make an overgown exactly like this.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I will need to decide if I want to do a very fitted "cotehardie" style dress, or a looser gown that will leave room for belly growth. I really would prefer a more fitted style but already my shape is changing due to Little One. After Maidens, I think there is only one more event we will be doing before the baby is born, and that will be in April when I will be a little over 20 weeks or so. So, I still shouldn't be THAT big then. Thinking about it now, I can always make the skirt start flaring out just under my ribs, instead of lower down the torso, to give room for baby. Or I could make the gown tight fitting and open up the seams at the sides with lacing if I find I need to, in April. At any rate, I want to do something with interesting sleeves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-8740027658397605538?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/8740027658397605538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=8740027658397605538&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/8740027658397605538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/8740027658397605538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2012/01/medieval-pin-keep-and-peter.html' title='Medieval Pin Keep ~ And Peter ~'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h_f7MAdhRFk/TwsBPf8fG1I/AAAAAAAADps/Mq7_sZvkByE/s72-c/pin+keep+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-8911860308619542697</id><published>2012-01-05T14:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T14:15:51.329-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century footwear'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Research'/><title type='text'>New Year Sewing Plans ~ A Rather Boring Post with No Pictures of Sewing Projects ~</title><content type='html'>I was absolutely overwhelmed with the many congratulations and kinds words&amp;nbsp;following our happy announcement last week. Thank you -&amp;nbsp;I am happily dreaming of tiny clothes and little blankets,&amp;nbsp;and a new warm bundle with downy hair, tiny clinging fingers and bright eyes to cuddle. I am purposely avoiding thought of inconsolable infant screams, explosive diaper excretions and less than two hours of sleep per night. I like to think happy thoughts. Although, of course, I do&amp;nbsp;wish that I did not have to go through seven more months of pregnancy&amp;nbsp;to get to the reality of a new baby in my arms. I don't really like being pregnant. Plus&amp;nbsp;it throws quite a spin on what my costuming plans for this year&amp;nbsp;would have been. However. It is a small sacrifice to pay for&amp;nbsp;the very great joy of a new baby. August cannot come too soon! And I do&amp;nbsp;know it will be here before I know it - probably before I'm really truly ready!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lzJZPFsLZlY/TwYA3iq7kKI/AAAAAAAADpA/r-cEByNT3LA/s1600/145.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lzJZPFsLZlY/TwYA3iq7kKI/AAAAAAAADpA/r-cEByNT3LA/s400/145.jpg" width="325" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look! Mary the Mother of Jesus portrayed as a pregnant medieval lady. &amp;nbsp;The drape of medieval clothes makes even a baby bump look elegant and graceful. I love her pointy toe shoes peeking out from under her hem. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since the arrival of the New Year I have not been sewing on any large projects. I have a wee linen&amp;nbsp;medieval baby gown I am working on (and I hope to finish very soon) for a sweet new baby boy, born recently&amp;nbsp;to the lovely&lt;a href="http://edythmiller.blogspot.com/"&gt; Edyth Miller&lt;/a&gt;. It is the same style as&lt;a href="http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2010/11/malachis-yellow-wool-medieval-gown.html"&gt; Malachi's yellow wool gown&lt;/a&gt; and ought to fit the baby for quite a while.&amp;nbsp;I love how sheerly practical and roomy medieval children's clothing is! I will have pics of it as soon as it is completed and safely sent on its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have also been contemplating my ill-fated medieval shoes. It has been nearly a year since I made the pattern for my shoes&amp;nbsp;and I have yet to actually make a finished set. I bought medium weight leather for the soles last fall but couldn't find any suitable lightweight leather for the uppers. After attempting (without success) to make David a new tobacco pouch lined with thin leather for Christmas,&amp;nbsp;I decided that working with leather is very troublesome since thin leather has a tendency to grow and shrink and slip and slide every which way.&amp;nbsp;I am now pondering the possibility of making a complete shoe out of stout woolen cloth, lined with linen or lightweight wool, and gluing a seperate leather sole&amp;nbsp;to the bottom of the cloth shoe so it is functional for outdoor use. I know such a method is not period correct but I think it would give a better look&amp;nbsp;than wearing modern shoes and would keep my feet warm and happy. Plus, strict authenticity in the SCA is not completely necessary. Our barony is very relaxed and&amp;nbsp;laid back and as long as you make an attempt at period attire, you are good to go. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend is our SCA 12th Night Party and at the end of the month is the &lt;a href="http://www.festivalofmaidens.info/"&gt;Festival of Maidens&lt;/a&gt;. I am so excited about being able to attend this year! If I am diligent&amp;nbsp;in sewing I would love to make a short sleeved overgown, the sleeves finished with streamers, to wear over my kirtle, like the blue one (second from right) below, only adapted for full length, of course. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QCuzQzWDr_U/TwYCyG8WezI/AAAAAAAADpM/vUSCt6bM2bc/s1600/100r.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QCuzQzWDr_U/TwYCyG8WezI/AAAAAAAADpM/vUSCt6bM2bc/s400/100r.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have no need for a new medieval dress&amp;nbsp;but it DOES get old wearing the same thing all the time. I just have no idea what a good color would be for a dress like this! EVERYONE wears dark, jewel tone colors, or&amp;nbsp;red, or black. What would look good with a dusky green-blue underdress? A tan or mustard yellow? A lighter blue or gray? I like the color combination of the blue-green underdress in this picture, worn with what appears to be a pale pink or oatmeal colored overdress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9k2mywKm5ok/TwYDH635wrI/AAAAAAAADpY/xrvudfhaQEg/s1600/220px-Italian_breviary_c__1380_women_detail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9k2mywKm5ok/TwYDH635wrI/AAAAAAAADpY/xrvudfhaQEg/s320/220px-Italian_breviary_c__1380_women_detail.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To yank my mind out of the medieval sea it is currently swimming in, I am about to embark on a rather intense sewing project that ought to keep me busy for the next month or so.&amp;nbsp;A complete 1860's hospital stewards uniform, from shirts to frock coat to sack coat, all to be completed before the end of March for a dear friend of ours who just joined&amp;nbsp;the 108th IL field hospital. I'm fairly sure such sewing will not be of that much interest to the majority of my readers, so I will try to sneak in a few pretty, frilly&amp;nbsp;projects to keep up my feminine morale and to share here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my Feminine Sewing Goal for the month of January is a cream-and-brown striped 1770's jacket, made like this one from &lt;a href="http://emuseum.history.org/code/emuseum.asp?action=newpage&amp;amp;style=single&amp;amp;singlepage=1&amp;amp;searchxml=%3CeMuseum%5Fsearch+site%3D%22Colonial+Williamsburg%22+date%3D%222010%2D08%2D08%22%3E%3Ccriteria%3E%3Cparams+searchcode%3D%22%2D1%22+pagesize%3D%226%22+currentpage%3D%221%22+orderfield%3D%22%22+orderdir%3D%22%22+profile%3D%22objects%22%2F%3E%3Cbasic+criteria%3D%221962%2D259%22%2F%3E%3C%2Fcriteria%3E%3C%2FeMuseum%5Fsearch%3E%0D%0A&amp;amp;style=browse&amp;amp;pagesize=6&amp;amp;currentpage=1&amp;amp;page=search&amp;amp;browsepagesize=6&amp;amp;searchtype=basic&amp;amp;profile=objects&amp;amp;wandering=no&amp;amp;term=1962-259&amp;amp;basicterm=1962-259&amp;amp;pagetotal=1&amp;amp;pagestart=1&amp;amp;pageend=1"&gt;Colonial Williamsburg:&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U6-B5k4eOGI/TwYEuX5ugbI/AAAAAAAADpk/qT0USOIyS2Y/s1600/getimage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-U6-B5k4eOGI/TwYEuX5ugbI/AAAAAAAADpk/qT0USOIyS2Y/s400/getimage.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figure I better make it now before my belly&amp;nbsp;gets too big to fit normal things over! I would like the petticoat to be green or blue. Then I will be all set for the trade faire in September. And it will be a good&amp;nbsp;incentive for me to loose weight after Baby arrives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-8911860308619542697?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/8911860308619542697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=8911860308619542697&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/8911860308619542697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/8911860308619542697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-sewing-plans-rather-boring.html' title='New Year Sewing Plans ~ A Rather Boring Post with No Pictures of Sewing Projects ~'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lzJZPFsLZlY/TwYA3iq7kKI/AAAAAAAADpA/r-cEByNT3LA/s72-c/145.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-2954037717886808850</id><published>2011-12-30T06:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T06:19:16.867-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1780&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colonial Fair'/><title type='text'>Linens For The New Year</title><content type='html'>Having lately received word that we are to expect a houseguest next summer, only several weeks before the autumnal Colonial Trade Faire,&amp;nbsp;and that this guest will of course want to accompany us to that interesting event, but, alas, has no suitable clothing, my spare&amp;nbsp;time of late has been employed to ensure that this esteemed personage will have proper attire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qjO6B7W3Ors/Tv2qAbNiADI/AAAAAAAADoQ/P-x_70-VCzg/s1600/baby+clothes+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qjO6B7W3Ors/Tv2qAbNiADI/AAAAAAAADoQ/P-x_70-VCzg/s400/baby+clothes+002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The work baskets and drawers have been&amp;nbsp;emptied to turn up any spare bits of soft linen and I think that although the resultant garments are by no means fancy, the&amp;nbsp;recipient, it is to be hoped, shall not mind their plainness at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVURAPh4z0Q/Tv2rHYdWsOI/AAAAAAAADoo/rKGAMzcmZ-o/s1600/baby+clothes+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVURAPh4z0Q/Tv2rHYdWsOI/AAAAAAAADoo/rKGAMzcmZ-o/s400/baby+clothes+022.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one has claimed to have seen this person, although rumour has reached us that we are to expect a person rather smaller&amp;nbsp;than not, and with less than the common amount of hair. It has also been speculated that due to circumstances beyond their&amp;nbsp;control, this person shall arrive in nothing but, alas, their own skin. It is only charitable that we should extend the hand&amp;nbsp;of kindness and provide this poor creature with adequate clothing, food and a comfortable room of its own, to stay in as long&amp;nbsp;as it should find itself in need of hospitality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k_H59DPUgSk/Tv2qfS2biUI/AAAAAAAADoc/Rvtd_n2XNGo/s1600/baby+clothes+023.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-k_H59DPUgSk/Tv2qfS2biUI/AAAAAAAADoc/Rvtd_n2XNGo/s400/baby+clothes+023.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flatter myself that the kind hand of Providence has smiled upon us and that our future shall be bright with this person&amp;nbsp;numbered amongst our household. For all that Providence sends is for our benefit and good, and His blessings flow richly&amp;nbsp;with each angel He sends among us, unawares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_wsIAfe78gc/Tv2r6kLDJJI/AAAAAAAADo0/yLvWISpiPsw/s1600/tumblr_lsv6s1KjWg1qizpqvo1_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_wsIAfe78gc/Tv2r6kLDJJI/AAAAAAAADo0/yLvWISpiPsw/s320/tumblr_lsv6s1KjWg1qizpqvo1_1280.jpg" width="257" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-2954037717886808850?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/2954037717886808850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=2954037717886808850&amp;isPopup=true' title='36 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/2954037717886808850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/2954037717886808850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/12/linens-for-new-year.html' title='Linens For The New Year'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qjO6B7W3Ors/Tv2qAbNiADI/AAAAAAAADoQ/P-x_70-VCzg/s72-c/baby+clothes+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>36</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-4481512846659840244</id><published>2011-12-26T17:19:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T17:19:48.067-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1840&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homey Pleasures'/><title type='text'>1840's Christmas Dress!</title><content type='html'>Greetings one and all! I do hope you all had a very pleasant Christmas. We enjoyed the company of extended family on both Christmas Eve and Christmas Day and the little fellows were hit with a deluge of gifts that has left them with several meltdowns, a few mini-wars, but also many happy hours of play. I cannot step anywhere without coming across toy guns, foam darts from a nerf crossbow (and more foam darts from the toy pump shotgun), cars, tractors, trains and puzzles, cowboys and horses, construction site toys, crayons, coloring book pages and lots and lots of candy wrappers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had, as usual, far too much food. I think it will take us a week to eat all the leftovers as well as a week to get the house back in order. But the chaos is a happy and comfortable after-Christmas kind of chaos. It is fun to lounge about, eating cookies and drinking hot chocolate and not feeling like you &lt;i&gt;have &lt;/i&gt;to get anything done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did put on my Christmas dress today and braved the frigid wind to take a few photos. I literally finished this dress the day before Christmas (sewing on the hooks) and finished the bonnet this afternoon. I am super happy with how this came out and although I have no idea &lt;i&gt;where &lt;/i&gt;I will wear this, I am determined to hunt up at least one or two 40's-era events that I can attend next year so the dress can get some use. I'd even be ecstatic to find a semi-local Dickens fair that I could go to. So here, in no particular order, are a few of the pictures we got:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/399267_10150645785057598_677902597_11877542_2125518229_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/399267_10150645785057598_677902597_11877542_2125518229_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/395989_10150645788337598_677902597_11877554_10265505_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/395989_10150645788337598_677902597_11877554_10265505_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/398666_10150645791197598_677902597_11877562_1077086189_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/398666_10150645791197598_677902597_11877562_1077086189_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388746_10150645782432598_677902597_11877520_1435122301_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/388746_10150645782432598_677902597_11877520_1435122301_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/380829_10150645798057598_677902597_11877601_662517715_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/380829_10150645798057598_677902597_11877601_662517715_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/405969_10150645799722598_677902597_11877613_204494033_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/405969_10150645799722598_677902597_11877613_204494033_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/382808_10150645801362598_677902597_11877616_1635900411_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/382808_10150645801362598_677902597_11877616_1635900411_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Or I could just wear it whenever the fancy strikes, as I have done in the past with other historic frocks, and leisurely do my grocery shopping in corded petti and plaid wool shawl. It is ridiculously fun to get shocked looks from people. It's even more fun to dress historic and go on a fun cemetery traipse and see cars slow down and stare as you soberly walk among the grave stones.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week til the New Year! Have a fantastic remainder of 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-4481512846659840244?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/4481512846659840244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=4481512846659840244&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/4481512846659840244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/4481512846659840244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/12/1840s-christmas-dress.html' title='1840&apos;s Christmas Dress!'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-1893889898468193516</id><published>2011-12-22T14:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T14:40:35.192-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='millinery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1840&apos;s'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Here we are three days before Christmas! Three days. My  goodness. How came it to be Christmas time already? Wasn't it just last month&amp;nbsp;we  were taking down our Christmas tree? Last week we were plucking luscious  heirloom tomatoes from our green viney jungle of a garden (and speaking for  myself, sweating ourselves to a&amp;nbsp;sizzle in the kitchen canning the tomatoes with  some sort of desperate heroicness)? Just&amp;nbsp;yesterday we stuffed ourselves with a  huge Thanksgiving feast? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_CsthpC5lE/TvOVdXMKbVI/AAAAAAAADoE/rn6Z-j57yKc/s1600/malachi+muddy+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_CsthpC5lE/TvOVdXMKbVI/AAAAAAAADoE/rn6Z-j57yKc/s400/malachi+muddy+016.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of my favorite pictures from this summer. Malachi enjoying a mud puddle after a heavy summer rain.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I truly don't know how the time went by so fast.  Everyone tells me to enjoy life now because the older you get, the faster it  goes by. I am twenty five now. It's scary to think the next twenty five years  may pass as quickly as these last ones have. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;But, we are ready for Christmas. David picked up the  last item we needed to complete our Christmas table just today. A lovely,  enormous, smoked Amish ham. The trick will be abstaining from slicing off tiny  pieces of it "just for a little taste" before we sit down to our Christmas  dinner. Unlike the Cratchitt's, we have opted out of having a goose this year -  they are just SO fatty - although David is particularly set on having a real  steamed pudding with a little alcohol-fueled flame around it as the grand  finale. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;After my last post, my interest in the 1840's clothing I  have been working on went out with a grand snuff. I have tried to work&amp;nbsp;more on  my bonnet. I truly have. But I see myself so much in the behavior my five year  old son has been exhibiting when we sit down to our schoolbooks lately. When he  knows he needs to concentrate on something, he seems to find and cling to  something - anything! - else to avoid the question at hand. Do we have to study  how a spider web is made? He wants to know how birds make nests. What about how  water turns into snow? He wants to know what its like inside a volcano.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;And so it is with me. Whenever I have sat down to work  on my bonnet my mind leaps up with a fury of different ideas. 14th century  cotes. Ideas for a new gown for the Jane Austen festival next summer. A sudden  desire to make tobacco pouches. A passionate obsession with the cut of Edwardian  era skirts. Reading. A lot. I just finished &lt;i&gt;Jane Eyre &lt;/i&gt;and a biography of Charles Dickens. And when I read, I don't eat. I don't sleep. I don't sew.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Skd0MGoNrsI/TvOTRNR8SyI/AAAAAAAADns/vZG23SXaLNc/s1600/pics+055.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Skd0MGoNrsI/TvOTRNR8SyI/AAAAAAAADns/vZG23SXaLNc/s400/pics+055.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I have at least cut out the cover. I ran the shirring  rows and tacked it to the frame. I trimmed the edges to match the frame and  bound the edges in bias strips of the silk.&amp;nbsp;(thanks to Elizabeth Aldrige for  this scrumptious silk - I was ecstatic to realize that there was plenty left  over to cover my bonnet after laying out the pattern pieces for the waistcoat it  is intended for). I covered the tip of the bonnet. So all it really needs now is  a curtain, a lining and facing and some ties. Maybe a few flowers inside the  brim at cheek level. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TfPXOMrAHPY/TvOT9v6u6DI/AAAAAAAADn4/JW4kt31B1mg/s1600/pics+054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TfPXOMrAHPY/TvOT9v6u6DI/AAAAAAAADn4/JW4kt31B1mg/s400/pics+054.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I think I will take a break from sewing though until the  New Year begins and just try to finish the bonnet and enjoy the rest of the  holiday season without any stress or deadlines for getting things done. Jan. 7th  starts off our costumed events with an SCA 12th Night Party and I have the most  amazing, gorgeous new accessory to complete my outfit. I will have pics of it  after our event, but in the meantime you can read about it and see photos of it  here: &lt;a href="http://edythmiller.blogspot.com/"&gt;Edyth Miller&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Have a wonderful Christmas dearies!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-1893889898468193516?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/1893889898468193516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=1893889898468193516&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/1893889898468193516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/1893889898468193516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/12/here-we-are-three-days-before-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u_CsthpC5lE/TvOVdXMKbVI/AAAAAAAADoE/rn6Z-j57yKc/s72-c/malachi+muddy+016.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-533737079901176550</id><published>2011-12-16T16:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T16:16:10.387-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1840&apos;s'/><title type='text'>1840's Bonnet</title><content type='html'>Well, David's 1840's outfit is NOT going to be done by Christmas. I did try. I made his trousers this week like I wanted to but it seemed every single thing I attempted to do with those trousers, whether it was threading a needle, winding a bobbin or cutting out a pattern piece, I had to do over at least once. It seems I am Cursed in the 1840's. So anyway, the trousers are done but I am not going to tempt fate and rush myself getting a waistcoat and tailcoat done before next weekend. I want these to be very nice, and if by rushing I will end up with a less than satisfactory product, well, it's not worth it. So he is just going to wear his black frock suit and be 1850's. I won't feel "right" being in a different decade, fashion wise, than he but as he told me, most people won't know the difference anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have been working on my 1840's bonnet instead. It is coming along annoyingly slow. Like I did with my dress, I stop after every stitch I take, it seems, and recheck something. After studying the plates, paintings, portraits and original bonnets I could find online I cut the basic shape out of paper and then cut it in buckram, and reinforced the edges with wire and added a layer of cotton batting to soften the buckram form before I put the silk on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3HqliBKW6lA/TuvBJFNzGMI/AAAAAAAADnI/_5OA5iqsVJ0/s1600/BOYS+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3HqliBKW6lA/TuvBJFNzGMI/AAAAAAAADnI/_5OA5iqsVJ0/s400/BOYS+005.JPG" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was happy with it at first. I liked the shape and thought it was representative of the 40's. (I am definitely no milliner). But then I began to wonder about the shape of face edge. It seemed to me that the area of the brim that goes over the face juts out farther at cheek level than it does above my head. I didn't know if that was correct or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IHJYWKl5qqk/TuvBjb2oHyI/AAAAAAAADnQ/LcEBMo3fk0A/s1600/BOYS+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IHJYWKl5qqk/TuvBjb2oHyI/AAAAAAAADnQ/LcEBMo3fk0A/s400/BOYS+014.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pieced in a little piece of buckram at the top of the bonnet, to see if that gave a better shape. One where the jutting-out-over-the-face factor was about the same at cheek level and forehead level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtyZfRd0nQ/TuvB85QbpmI/AAAAAAAADnY/Whn3j-TYWew/s1600/BOYS+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vLtyZfRd0nQ/TuvB85QbpmI/AAAAAAAADnY/Whn3j-TYWew/s400/BOYS+015.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if it really makes much difference, or if it matters at all. I feel like my nerves are tensioned way high and I wish I could just relax. It's &lt;i&gt;just a stupid bonnet. &lt;/i&gt;But still, I want it to look right. I don't know. I keep waiting and thinking but if I don't just cover the darn thing and call it good I won't have &lt;i&gt;any &lt;/i&gt;bonnet to wear with my dress on Christmas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meanwhile we are crazy busy getting ready for Christmas. We have been cooking, decorating, making gingerbread houses, working on secret homemade gifts, eating way too many sweets and staying up late at night watching movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were going to get a family photo taken for Christmas this year (a professional one!) but decided that, after all, the $10 fee with the coupon was just not worth it. The horrors of our last attempt at a professional family photo loomed up before us and we knew the procedure would be painful rather than pleasant. So once more we decided to take our own instead. I took some of the boys today so we can get them printed and sent to grandparents. Here are my three little men:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0a-CKFWC_ig/TuvC1WX0SKI/AAAAAAAADng/3QkHxf35DeQ/s1600/BOYS+077.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0a-CKFWC_ig/TuvC1WX0SKI/AAAAAAAADng/3QkHxf35DeQ/s400/BOYS+077.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are growing up quite handsomely, I do think. It's hard to believe they are not babies anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-533737079901176550?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/533737079901176550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=533737079901176550&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/533737079901176550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/533737079901176550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/12/1840s-bonnet.html' title='1840&apos;s Bonnet'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3HqliBKW6lA/TuvBJFNzGMI/AAAAAAAADnI/_5OA5iqsVJ0/s72-c/BOYS+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-6693613423538363773</id><published>2011-12-11T15:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T15:02:51.972-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1840&apos;s'/><title type='text'>1840's Dress Progress - The Light At The End of the Tunnel</title><content type='html'>The sleeves are in, the skirt is gauged and whipped on and all that remains to do is hemming the skirt and adding hooks and eyes for the back closure.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uEN2L6L0vQ/TuUZTNzouqI/AAAAAAAADm4/92KgSTfP_ro/s1600/1840s+dress+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uEN2L6L0vQ/TuUZTNzouqI/AAAAAAAADm4/92KgSTfP_ro/s400/1840s+dress+007.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is almost done. And I have two weeks until Christmas! I am feeling very virtuous and prepared.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had six yards of fabric to work with and I figured that would be plenty. After ripping my skirt panels, however, I was frustrated to find I had a very small amount of fabric left to make my sleeves. I had my heart set on slim fitting bias cut sleeves but it wasn't possible to lay out the sleeve pattern on the fabric and have them fit without piecing the sleeves. I ended up using the sleeve pattern from the 1839-1845 dress from Patterns of Fashion 1, which is cut with a curve at the elbow. The way I had to lay the pattern out, I ended up with sleeves that are straight grain on the top and biasy below the elbow. It's not &lt;i&gt;exactly &lt;/i&gt;what I wanted, but it worked. The sleeves are each pieced in five places. I was barely able to scrape out enough fabric to match the stripey pattern for piecing on the visible part of the sleeve. The stripes do NOT match on the underside of the sleeve but if I restrain myself from waving my arms about in the air no one will ever know of the mis-matched pattern there.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GBeyLAZp_SU/TuUaG2eutHI/AAAAAAAADnA/7iRXyqp6Mf8/s1600/1840s+dress+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GBeyLAZp_SU/TuUaG2eutHI/AAAAAAAADnA/7iRXyqp6Mf8/s400/1840s+dress+009.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From the tiniest bits of scraps left over I was able to eek out enough bias strips for piping for the sleeves. Every seam on the bodice and the long seams and hem on the sleeves are piped. The skirts come to just above my toes and the bodice fits. Very snugly. But it fits. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Of course, now that I have *two whole weeks left* I am diving in to making David an 1840's outfit to wear on Christmas too. Fall front trousers, a shawl collar waistcoat and a tailcoat. I think he will look very handsome in the 40's. I know hardly anything about mens 1840's wear but the best way to learn is to just do it, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-6693613423538363773?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/6693613423538363773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=6693613423538363773&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6693613423538363773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6693613423538363773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/12/1840s-dress-progress-light-at-end-of.html' title='1840&apos;s Dress Progress - The Light At The End of the Tunnel'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5uEN2L6L0vQ/TuUZTNzouqI/AAAAAAAADm4/92KgSTfP_ro/s72-c/1840s+dress+007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-4572629508535134300</id><published>2011-12-08T12:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T12:44:22.896-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Research'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1840&apos;s'/><title type='text'>1840's Dress Progress - Kinda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;So far this week I have spent a little time each day  working on the bodice of the 1840's dress. And I am still not done with the  bodice. For me, who used to be able to whip up a complete 1860's dress in a day,  piping, hand finishing and all, this is discouraging. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;It seems at every turn I have to re-evaluate something,  recheck something, do some more research. Maybe it's because I'm so unsure of  myself. This is a new fashion era for me and I lack confidence to go boldly  ahead and cut and sew. The 1840's has created a Meek and Mincing Sarah Jane.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;For one thing, the fitting method completely took over  my mind these past few days. The way the material between the neckline and waist  was treated caused me a great deal of frustration. How to get that tidy, neat  fit? (and I am deliberately excluding fan-fronts from my mind since those are a  whole different style - the look I want is the molded, tidy, wrinkle-free rigid  torso look). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2FZ1UW89_JM/TuEAtWHDHPI/AAAAAAAADlY/Y7xe9k2_THE/s1600/1843d.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2FZ1UW89_JM/TuEAtWHDHPI/AAAAAAAADlY/Y7xe9k2_THE/s1600/1843d.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;It seemed there were two ways of doing this. One way  fitted the bodice with darts and another way fitted the bodice with princess  seams. I found evidence of both methods used in the 40's. So, okay.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;But then, there was variation among those options. You  could fit a bodice with 1 dart on each side, like the 1837-1841 morning dress on  page 65 in Patterns of Fashion 1, or&amp;nbsp; you could fit a bodice with two darts to  each side, like this one: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JT1ZGVJSVSs/TuEBC1gyQQI/AAAAAAAADlg/J0aEMQ-nsII/s1600/eighteenfortydoylslevup.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JT1ZGVJSVSs/TuEBC1gyQQI/AAAAAAAADlg/J0aEMQ-nsII/s320/eighteenfortydoylslevup.jpg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;You could fit a bodice with princess seams. The first  image I found that showed clear princess seams was the right-center dress in this plate, which shows  princess seams going from the neckline to the waist. I posted this one last week.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UIIljlb2UzY/TuEBW3BhWlI/AAAAAAAADlo/CYZe5Wnst4M/s1600/1840img8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UIIljlb2UzY/TuEBW3BhWlI/AAAAAAAADlo/CYZe5Wnst4M/s400/1840img8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Then a few highly respected costumers suggested to me  the Jean Hunnisett patterns for 1840's bodices as excellent starting points. The  pattern for a princess seam bodice from the patterns in this book calls for  princess seams going from the front armscye to the waist. I decided to go with  that.&amp;nbsp;Here you can see my first mock up, with the pins indicating where the new  seam line will be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-REda3CyCZrg/TuEB4E0k6cI/AAAAAAAADlw/dRMM_ne9udo/s1600/1840s+bodice+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-REda3CyCZrg/TuEB4E0k6cI/AAAAAAAADlw/dRMM_ne9udo/s400/1840s+bodice+002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Then I came across this picture which clearly shows a  bodice fitted with princess seams that go from the shoulder seam to the waist  (this is the same style as my gray ballgown bodice; the pattern for which I am  using as a base for the 40's dress). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wfR6FkyJ6yU/TuECLmoTMJI/AAAAAAAADl4/djme-0yCeec/s1600/11118-large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wfR6FkyJ6yU/TuECLmoTMJI/AAAAAAAADl4/djme-0yCeec/s400/11118-large.jpg" width="258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Another interesting thing about the above picture is  that there is no center seam in the bodice, and it doesn't appear as though the  front seams are piped!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;And I thought piping was ALWAYS used on 40's  dresses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Then I looked more at my inspiration dress image and  realized with a jolt that yes, it looks like this bodice is also fitted with  princess seams that go from the shoulder to the waist! Look at how the stripey  pattern gets chopped off as it nears the shoulder. . .it definitely looks like  there is a seam there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-obWK0njAhRQ/TuECgrXu7FI/AAAAAAAADmA/ULt5uGtBiZo/s1600/webmedia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-obWK0njAhRQ/TuECgrXu7FI/AAAAAAAADmA/ULt5uGtBiZo/s400/webmedia.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;And this late 30's dress from Costume in Detail has the  same kind of princess seams (and just the beginning of a pointed front bodice!)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UNDYzhEEoeA/TuEDIhemj4I/AAAAAAAADmI/AIjLEcKYYHk/s1600/1840s+bodice+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UNDYzhEEoeA/TuEDIhemj4I/AAAAAAAADmI/AIjLEcKYYHk/s400/1840s+bodice+007.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;But at this point I had already cut out my bodice with  the princess seams going from armscye to waist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Grrr. Frustrating. I have spent the last few days  wondering if what I have chosen to do with my dress will even be remotely  40's-ish. . .because every time I think I know something, something new pops up  and throws my theories into the water. This is why we "never say never" in  historic costuming, right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;So that is why my bodice has been coming along slowly.  At least with the sleeves and skirt I know pretty much exactly what I am going  to do. A tight, bias cut sleeve and a plain old rectangular construction gauged  and faced skirt. Easy, right? We'll see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Here is my mock up of the 1860's ball gown pattern. This  is 60's in style, so I knew I'd have to modify it a little for a 40's look.  Going off the Jean Hunnisett pattern as a guide, I cut a new seamline that went  from the armscye to the waist. I also trimmed down the neckline a bit. I only  did one mock up of the bodice, since it seemed to work pretty well just as it  was. There are wrinkles in the mock up along the seams but I think that was  mostly due to the cheapy poly/cotton thin fabric I was using for a mock up. The  semi-finished bodice doesn't wrinkle up much at all on me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbxFK7fT1H8/TuEDeYHgIQI/AAAAAAAADmQ/2g0A0HoRE0c/s1600/1840s+bodice+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DbxFK7fT1H8/TuEDeYHgIQI/AAAAAAAADmQ/2g0A0HoRE0c/s400/1840s+bodice+001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Here is the first try on of the bodice in the fabric I'm  using. Not too bad, but I did change a few things. The black lines (sorry they  are hard to see!) on the viewers left indicate where I made some changes. First,  I cut down the neckline to get more of a horizontal line from shoulder to  shoulder. I also trimmed the front armscye since it was cutting into my arm and  making a wrinkle under the armpit. I also refined the curve of the front point  so it would match, more or less, the bias stripes on the center front. I wish now I had only cut down the sides of the neckline, not the center. : /&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UtMEeq85UjM/TuEDuRTqIMI/AAAAAAAADmY/sv9rxJ4jWBE/s1600/1840s+bodice+005-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UtMEeq85UjM/TuEDuRTqIMI/AAAAAAAADmY/sv9rxJ4jWBE/s400/1840s+bodice+005-1.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I also had to redo the back almost completely. . .for  some reason the upper back was WAY too wide and the neckline way too gappy. I  don't know why since I used the same pattern for my ballgown and it came out  fine. Weird. I cut down the straps on the back bodice and that snugged the  armscye up too much, so I had to recut the back armscye. I cut my side back  pieces on the bias at first but it looked funky so I ended up ripping them out  and recutting and sewing side back pieces on the straight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Then as I sewed and tried on, and sewed and tried on,  the bodice seemed to significantly shrink in size. This alarmed me and the only  reason I can think of for this is the fact that all the piped seams are very  thick and heavy. Grading the seams and even pressing them open didn't seem to  help much. They just take up more surface space so I have less room to fit my  body into. Tightening up the stays a tad helped, but I am going to have VERY  little overlap at the back opening by the time all is said and  done!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q8b3X8g9Ty4/TuEEU9L50_I/AAAAAAAADmg/LNRuwiUJ4Z8/s1600/1840s+bodice+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q8b3X8g9Ty4/TuEEU9L50_I/AAAAAAAADmg/LNRuwiUJ4Z8/s400/1840s+bodice+001.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I think the main bodice is finally done, though. I piped the waistline this morning. I still  need to pipe the armscye and make and set in the sleeves but after that, it  appears to be smooth sailing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Rzn_qaSvb4/TuEEtvVLXJI/AAAAAAAADmo/uBkhnofzx9Y/s1600/1840s+bodice+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9Rzn_qaSvb4/TuEEtvVLXJI/AAAAAAAADmo/uBkhnofzx9Y/s400/1840s+bodice+002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;And here is a picture of the extra material draped up on  the petticoats, so I can get an idea of how the bodice will look once the skirt  is made and attached. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H6gYOMJrNaU/TuEFI27rgpI/AAAAAAAADmw/tFyKWGuSpaE/s1600/1840s+bodice+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-H6gYOMJrNaU/TuEFI27rgpI/AAAAAAAADmw/tFyKWGuSpaE/s400/1840s+bodice+003.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-4572629508535134300?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/4572629508535134300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=4572629508535134300&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/4572629508535134300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/4572629508535134300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/12/1840s-dress-progress-kinda.html' title='1840&apos;s Dress Progress - Kinda'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2FZ1UW89_JM/TuEAtWHDHPI/AAAAAAAADlY/Y7xe9k2_THE/s72-c/1843d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-2890249994267376976</id><published>2011-12-05T14:11:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T14:11:51.303-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corded Petticoat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1840&apos;s'/><title type='text'>1840's Undergarments and ~ New Dishes ~ !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Woo hoo! 1840's undergarments are DONE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gp6qbUBsiTQ/Tt0dxbdPhyI/AAAAAAAADkI/cKOmCBW8TOc/s1600/1840s+underwear+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gp6qbUBsiTQ/Tt0dxbdPhyI/AAAAAAAADkI/cKOmCBW8TOc/s400/1840s+underwear+029.JPG" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;And isn't this cup and saucer adorable? I have always  wanted some like this but we have a plain brown stoneware set that works  perfectly well for our humble living. However, we went to Goodwill yesterday (I  was looking for a slinky 30's-ish looking evening gown) and David came across  these lovely dishes while I desperately tried to wiggle into a sea-foam green  stretchy slinky dress with a draped front and huge rhinestone brooch. We came  home with the dishes, but not the dress. (it revealed every bump and wrinkle.  Definitely not for the post-baby, jiggly flesh type of body). Only $8 for 8 cups  and saucers, a large serving bowl and a divided bowl. I just love them. So  pretty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9d1PYHM7KHc/Tt0e9-04fBI/AAAAAAAADkQ/DQ67ap0cIVQ/s1600/1840s+underwear+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9d1PYHM7KHc/Tt0e9-04fBI/AAAAAAAADkQ/DQ67ap0cIVQ/s400/1840s+underwear+002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I finished my corded petticoat over the weekend and  whipped up a new bum pad last night. This bum pad is made from the pattern  included with the 1850's dress in Simplicity 3727. It's bigger than my last bum  pad, since the shape of it goes around the hips so you get side fullness as well  as back fullness. It's made from a cut down cotton sheet and I DID get to sew  this sheet material on the machine. ; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pq3B2SB0uY0/Tt0f5rSHYbI/AAAAAAAADkY/7fjiC7eWbW4/s1600/1840s+underwear+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pq3B2SB0uY0/Tt0f5rSHYbI/AAAAAAAADkY/7fjiC7eWbW4/s400/1840s+underwear+003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I found it fascinating how the layers interact with each  other to give the final shape, so here are probably more pictures than you want  to see, but it shows how each item is necessary for the final look and how the  corded petticoat REALLY helps give the right shape while eliminating all but one  plain petticoat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;As you remember, I decided to wear my regency long stays  for this dress instead of my 1860's corset. The 1860's corset gives a curvier  shape with a curvy, lower bustline. The stays give more of a straight, upright  look to the torso and I loosened the laces holding the straps so the bust can  sit a *tad* lower than it does for my regency gowns. I know it's not perfect for  the 40's, but it works and it saves me the time and trouble of making a new  corset for a dress I will probably only wear a few times. I'm also using my  regency shift as I think it is more accurate for the early&amp;nbsp;40's than my Civil  War era chemises. Here is the look with just one plain petticoat.&amp;nbsp;As you can see  it is pretty limp and straight looking,&amp;nbsp;even though the petticoat by itself&amp;nbsp;has  a lot of body and is fairly stiff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kKRglcb_sko/Tt0gs313x1I/AAAAAAAADkg/6_2xWiMOXc4/s1600/1840s+underwear+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kKRglcb_sko/Tt0gs313x1I/AAAAAAAADkg/6_2xWiMOXc4/s400/1840s+underwear+005.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Next we add the&amp;nbsp;bum pad. Poof! Instant Big&amp;nbsp;Butt.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W_z4Dghn8es/Tt0hgxxDvoI/AAAAAAAADko/LuWP4xk4xtE/s1600/1840s+underwear+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W_z4Dghn8es/Tt0hgxxDvoI/AAAAAAAADko/LuWP4xk4xtE/s400/1840s+underwear+009.JPG" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Nice hip fullness from the front. There is a definite  "spring"&amp;nbsp;of the skirts from the waist, instead of a droopy look. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L5bshJYKOFo/Tt0iEkUX8CI/AAAAAAAADkw/QZi6jm36m9g/s1600/1840s+underwear+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-L5bshJYKOFo/Tt0iEkUX8CI/AAAAAAAADkw/QZi6jm36m9g/s400/1840s+underwear+010.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Here is the&amp;nbsp;corded petticoat! (excuse the fact I look like some sort of female Mr. Tumnus with my ear sticking out of my hair). I&amp;nbsp;cannot say how happy I am with how this came  out. The size is just right for me and I am so pleased with the shape&amp;nbsp;and  support it gives. And this is with no starch; nothing. This is just how it came  out after the&amp;nbsp;cord was sewn in. I'm glad because I hate starching things and it  takes sooooo long to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iRcQlOLmNYA/Tt0iqWLx0OI/AAAAAAAADk4/W63j6OCZlc4/s1600/1840s+underwear+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iRcQlOLmNYA/Tt0iqWLx0OI/AAAAAAAADk4/W63j6OCZlc4/s400/1840s+underwear+015.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Here is the final shape with the bum pad, the corded  petticoat and the plain petticoat. From the back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BWtwzJc0Sgs/Tt0jQlIKmSI/AAAAAAAADlA/mXo5NGEr7wA/s1600/1840s+underwear+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BWtwzJc0Sgs/Tt0jQlIKmSI/AAAAAAAADlA/mXo5NGEr7wA/s400/1840s+underwear+017.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;From the side.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--eoqxw04FqY/Tt0j7cC077I/AAAAAAAADlI/5lHsIbQdxPY/s1600/1840s+underwear+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--eoqxw04FqY/Tt0j7cC077I/AAAAAAAADlI/5lHsIbQdxPY/s400/1840s+underwear+018.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;And from the front. I think we're ready to move on to  the dress now!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hVK0PJEaqOM/Tt0k0wnhwuI/AAAAAAAADlQ/R3Fww11U_OM/s1600/1840s+underwear+019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hVK0PJEaqOM/Tt0k0wnhwuI/AAAAAAAADlQ/R3Fww11U_OM/s400/1840s+underwear+019.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-2890249994267376976?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/2890249994267376976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=2890249994267376976&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/2890249994267376976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/2890249994267376976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/12/1840s-undergarments-and-new-dishes.html' title='1840&apos;s Undergarments and ~ New Dishes ~ !'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Gp6qbUBsiTQ/Tt0dxbdPhyI/AAAAAAAADkI/cKOmCBW8TOc/s72-c/1840s+underwear+029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-2415320710942757831</id><published>2011-12-02T11:25:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T11:25:58.147-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corded Petticoat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1840&apos;s'/><title type='text'>The Corded Petticoat, A Pre-Hoop Skirt Support</title><content type='html'>The cage, or hooped skirt came into fashionable popularity in the late 1850's. However, the full skirted silhouette was popular for several decades before then. Here is a good example of the skirt silhouette I am going for. A nice domed skirt shape with lots of hip fullness and a definite back thrust with a relatively flat front. &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OX2M3Qe3pIE/TtkFjos6hUI/AAAAAAAADjI/OQ6ZM3k0iHQ/s1600/40img1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OX2M3Qe3pIE/TtkFjos6hUI/AAAAAAAADjI/OQ6ZM3k0iHQ/s400/40img1.jpg" width="245" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pre-hoop women achieved the lofty skirts by wearing multiple petticoats, that could be plain, tucked, flounced, quilted or corded and very probably heavily starched. For me, this presents the problem of multiple waistbands all at the same point on my waist, making it look much larger and thicker. WAIST BULK! Sigh. And what will all those waistbands do to the nice flat pointed front of the bodice? I don't want to have to wear &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;all&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;the petticoats I have with my 1840's dress, so I hope to eliminate the need for a few of them by making a new corded petticoat. I'm hoping a corded petticoat, with one or two plain petticoats on top of that, will be sufficient.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jgQdHQmnsrE/TtkGWgUXVqI/AAAAAAAADjQ/oxEgcMQOqrA/s1600/corded+petti+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jgQdHQmnsrE/TtkGWgUXVqI/AAAAAAAADjQ/oxEgcMQOqrA/s400/corded+petti+001.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The corded petticoat of the mid-19th century came in several styles. One style is the lightweight petticoat skirt with dozens and dozens of rows of small, light cording woven in to the fabric itself. For this style, you could purchase the fabric with the cording already woven in. To replicate this style today, unless you can find some corded fabric to use, the modern seamstress must sew these thin cords in one by one. A famous costumers example can be found&lt;a href="http://www.koshka-the-cat.com/corded_petticoat.html"&gt; HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-padtjSaNpc8/TtkGty5ooaI/AAAAAAAADjY/tia9Uvx4cLA/s1600/cordedpetticoats_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-padtjSaNpc8/TtkGty5ooaI/AAAAAAAADjY/tia9Uvx4cLA/s1600/cordedpetticoats_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another style is the corded petti with thicker cords sewn in. These cords are less numerous than the cording found on the tiny-cord style of petticoat. This example is approximately from the 1840's. A lady could make this style at home, then and now, by sewing cords into tucks in a plain petticoat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vY_gf-mc4Bk/TtkG7iHfjKI/AAAAAAAADjg/jcIINrk_DNA/s1600/cordedpetticoats_02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vY_gf-mc4Bk/TtkG7iHfjKI/AAAAAAAADjg/jcIINrk_DNA/s1600/cordedpetticoats_02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back when I started reenacting a corded petticoat was &lt;i&gt;the &lt;/i&gt;superly-awesome-authentic thing to have. Since then, research has showed that after the advent of The Hoop, the corded petticoat faded in oblivion and were not commonly worn by the time of the Civil War.&amp;nbsp;But that wasn't the prevailing thought away back then. So I made two corded petticoats. One with tiny cords and one with thicker cords.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here we see the 18-year old Sarah Jane of 2004 with her very first corded petticoat. This one was made 90" around the hem and featured 8 rows of thick cord. It folded in on itself somewhat, and was slightly heavy, but it did give a nice pouf to my skirts. In this picture I am wearing (if I can remember correctly) the corded petticoat with only one plain petticoat over that. And that is my handsome Dad, and my first attempts at men's clothing of the 1860's. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a0Sblre9UY8/TtkHwBtteWI/AAAAAAAADjo/Sa5blNwH6Yc/s1600/DSCF0335.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a0Sblre9UY8/TtkHwBtteWI/AAAAAAAADjo/Sa5blNwH6Yc/s400/DSCF0335.JPG" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is the pregnant-with-Malachi Sarah Jane of 2008 (I didn't know I was pregnant yet though!) wearing her second version of the corded petticoat. This one had many more rows of tiny cotton crochet yarn instead of the larger thick rope-like cord. This petticoat was always kind of blah, for me. It did help the skirts stand out a little. But not as much as the other corded petti. I got just as much loft wearing an extra plain petticoat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NvQZW7UEr7Q/TtkIdIHNcRI/AAAAAAAADjw/qywEDsazIcI/s1600/1521.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NvQZW7UEr7Q/TtkIdIHNcRI/AAAAAAAADjw/qywEDsazIcI/s400/1521.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I ended up giving one of my corded pettis to a friend. I sold the other one when I found out it wasn't accurate to my impression.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But now, I find myself with a legitimate use for a corded petticoat. For this one, I am going with the thicker cords. I am using a tightly woven 100% cotton sheet for the petticoat itself and cotton clothesline for the cords. I think the cord is actually a poly inner strand covered with the braided cotton cord. But I honestly don't care about the little bit of un-seen poly. It is stiff and tightly braided and works like a dream. The cord is about 1/4" in diameter. The petticoat will have 16 rows.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CE69ZaL5tAI/TtkJAU4Q_II/AAAAAAAADj4/_o9FByNVR0g/s1600/corded+petti+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CE69ZaL5tAI/TtkJAU4Q_II/AAAAAAAADj4/_o9FByNVR0g/s400/corded+petti+002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What totally stinketh about this particular petticoat are the facts that 1) The fabric is VERY tightly woven and 2) my mother in law's sewing machine, which I am currently using, doesn't have a zip foot attachment and so I have to sew all these rows in by hand. It is painful. So far I have 8 rows of cording sewn in. 8 more to go. I hope my fingers aren't raw and bleeding by then.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4AYbxPyXBoE/TtkJ2divK7I/AAAAAAAADkA/xbNVx9Nt-zk/s1600/corded+petti+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4AYbxPyXBoE/TtkJ2divK7I/AAAAAAAADkA/xbNVx9Nt-zk/s400/corded+petti+001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also am making this petticoat much narrower than my previous attempts. My last ones have been about 90" around the hem but that width just seemed to collapse in on itself. This one is only 75" around the hem. It will come to mid calf and already, with just the 8 rows sewn in, I can see that this is going to keep it's shape very well, even without starch. No folding, no creasing. It is almost like a mini hoop skirt. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, with this and a new bum pad I hope my skirts will look right. Then it will be on to the dress!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-2415320710942757831?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/2415320710942757831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=2415320710942757831&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/2415320710942757831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/2415320710942757831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/12/corded-petticoat-pre-hoop-skirt-support.html' title='The Corded Petticoat, A Pre-Hoop Skirt Support'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OX2M3Qe3pIE/TtkFjos6hUI/AAAAAAAADjI/OQ6ZM3k0iHQ/s72-c/40img1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-5735917464094325936</id><published>2011-11-30T16:14:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T16:14:14.604-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='originals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1840&apos;s'/><title type='text'>1840's Inspiration</title><content type='html'>I just came across this dress today and it is almost exactly what I want! And oh, the fabric is to die for. Gorgeousness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hxuw3IhvEkw/TtapAulO4-I/AAAAAAAADi4/VI2yj04llDk/s1600/webmedia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hxuw3IhvEkw/TtapAulO4-I/AAAAAAAADi4/VI2yj04llDk/s400/webmedia.jpg" width="215" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like the front bodice is cut on the bias with one dart on each side. The skirt looks like it is gathered to a round waist with the front bodice point floating over it. The way the sleeves are cut, it would be easy to make an upper sleeve with a detachable lower sleeve like the 1841-43 wool dress on page 175 of Costume in Detail. I do want to make a tight skinny sleeve though, with maybe a bias ruffle or two part way down the arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7DyVZRt0d4/TtapaDy5IiI/AAAAAAAADjA/PH7nEeAk668/s1600/1840img8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="293" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P7DyVZRt0d4/TtapaDy5IiI/AAAAAAAADjA/PH7nEeAk668/s400/1840img8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did find this image today on the Truly Victorian website. It shows a 40's dress (although it looks like an evening dress) with princess seams on the front - no darts - which would be easier for me to fit since I already have a pattern just like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now my dilemma is my skirt supports. How does one get a long flat pointed waist to look right over full gathered round petticoats? I am trying to decide if I need to make a few new petticoats on V yoke waistbands or just work with what I have already.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-5735917464094325936?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/5735917464094325936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=5735917464094325936&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/5735917464094325936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/5735917464094325936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/11/1840s-inspiration.html' title='1840&apos;s Inspiration'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hxuw3IhvEkw/TtapAulO4-I/AAAAAAAADi4/VI2yj04llDk/s72-c/webmedia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-8390948979719479903</id><published>2011-11-29T16:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T16:06:48.666-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mid-19th Century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1840&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Christmas Dress - 1840's?</title><content type='html'>Thanks for the overwhelming encouragement you all sent me after my last post - wow. I feel somewhat silly for venting like that, but on the other hand, I don't think I need to be ashamed of my feelings either, since feelings are real and true. Like one of you so truly said, you can change your mind, but you can't change your feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I appreciate it. You are all awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since Thanksgiving is officially over and there is less than four weeks until Christmas, I am starting to think about my Christmas dress. Last year I made a late 1850's basque bodice to go with my silk skirt, but this year I think I am going to go for something totally different. At least, different for me. Taking a hint from Lauren at &lt;a href="http://www.ladyofportlandhouse.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Lady of Portland House,&lt;/a&gt; I'm going to try out a dress from a decade I've never done before, the 1840's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-54oNH_lDaX0/TtVTHHBCY2I/AAAAAAAADiA/vPB5GPq3lO0/s1600/220px-Windsor_modern_times_detail.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-54oNH_lDaX0/TtVTHHBCY2I/AAAAAAAADiA/vPB5GPq3lO0/s320/220px-Windsor_modern_times_detail.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason? I love, love, love Charles Dickens &lt;i&gt;A Christmas Carol &lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;and we just finished watching, our annual after-Thanksgiving tradition, the movie version with Patrick Stewart (&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;I love him&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;) and so. I am inspired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xvOyjhXcuvo/TtVW9tGJRwI/AAAAAAAADiw/wV3tuJofcTU/s1600/stewart_112603_big.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xvOyjhXcuvo/TtVW9tGJRwI/AAAAAAAADiw/wV3tuJofcTU/s400/stewart_112603_big.jpg" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The engagingly begrudgeful Mr. Scrooge&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1840's fascinate me as the start of the Victorian era. I like the silhouette from this decade very much and the bonnets and hair are just gorgeous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YHESNW90Rm0/TtVT_y5G0AI/AAAAAAAADiQ/NRgXrM1OBe4/s1600/1841.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YHESNW90Rm0/TtVT_y5G0AI/AAAAAAAADiQ/NRgXrM1OBe4/s400/1841.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;1841&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David also &lt;i&gt;loves &lt;/i&gt;the men's clothing from this era. He told me he is looking forward to being old enough to portray a Mexican War veteran at Civil War reenactments and he wishes that there was some group around here that did 1840's. He loves the military uniforms, the civilian clothes and the facial hair of these interesting years. He loves the history. He was very happy when I told him I was thinking of making an 1840's dress sometime soon. He told me he thinks I should go for something from 1846 but I think I will go just a wee bit earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BeHRCR-uZSw/TtVTjnjcf4I/AAAAAAAADiI/IJRWaOvV7T0/s1600/59325-large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BeHRCR-uZSw/TtVTjnjcf4I/AAAAAAAADiI/IJRWaOvV7T0/s400/59325-large.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I just love this dress. Maybe not the large collar, but I like the clean simple lines of the skirt and bodice.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pattern for a basic bodice from the 40's looks simple enough and not that different from 1860's styles. I plan to modify my basic 1860's bodice pattern &amp;nbsp;by making it back closing, with a pointed front and a wide neckline, with the front bodice cut in two pieces and fitted with one or two darts on each side. In fact, I think my basic ballgown pattern would work as a starting point for an 1840's dress bodice. It already has all the features except the front is fitted with princess seams instead of darts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkLff-A3vLQ/TtVUnVFWsJI/AAAAAAAADiY/4Rji3_GSRoQ/s1600/1840s+dress+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TkLff-A3vLQ/TtVUnVFWsJI/AAAAAAAADiY/4Rji3_GSRoQ/s400/1840s+dress+005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;dresses 1840-1845&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I'm heavily inspired by these two dresses from &lt;i&gt;Patterns of Fashion 1&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;Costume in Detail&lt;/i&gt;. I plan on using undergarments I already have. My petticoats I use for 60's stuff will work just fine, as will my chemises and drawers, stockings and shoes, and I'm using my long stays for the corset since it gives a similar look to 40's corsets with a rigid front busk and gusseted cups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k5k7jvo2Ck0/TtVVXlF0DfI/AAAAAAAADig/X8fnhUqJncc/s1600/1840s+dress+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k5k7jvo2Ck0/TtVVXlF0DfI/AAAAAAAADig/X8fnhUqJncc/s400/1840s+dress+011.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fabric I am using has been sitting on my shelf for a few years. I don't know if it is totally period correct but since I'm not wearing it to any living history event I don't really care if it is 100% correct or not. I got this fabric initially to make an 1860's wrapper from but then I found out that stripes that have printed designs ON the stripes are not appropriate for the 60's. Disappointment. But I think it will look nice made into a 40's style. I love striped prints for styles that can be cut on the bias. Bias cut stripes are just amazing things, I think. :) Yummmmm. Bias bits on the dress. A bias bodice. If I can squeeze it out of the 6 yards I have to work with, a bias flounce on the skirt. Bias piping for ALL the bodice seams. I think I am going to be in love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ssnBitiZwTc/TtVWEeG1qrI/AAAAAAAADio/bTLmqdRIrWY/s1600/1840s+dress+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ssnBitiZwTc/TtVWEeG1qrI/AAAAAAAADio/bTLmqdRIrWY/s320/1840s+dress+010.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love holiday dresses? :) Do any of you have any special frocks &amp;nbsp;you are working on for the Christmas season?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-8390948979719479903?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/8390948979719479903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=8390948979719479903&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/8390948979719479903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/8390948979719479903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/11/christmas-dress-1840s.html' title='Christmas Dress - 1840&apos;s?'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-54oNH_lDaX0/TtVTHHBCY2I/AAAAAAAADiA/vPB5GPq3lO0/s72-c/220px-Windsor_modern_times_detail.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-6643577929055021417</id><published>2011-11-26T11:44:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T11:56:22.343-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Civil War Reenacting'/><title type='text'>A Rant. Yes. A Rant.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I try to avoid negative postings on my blog. It has been  a while, I think, since I have complained very greatly about any one subject, at  least publically on this blog. Because who wants to read negative posts?  Negative posts often serve no useful purpose and just make the poster look like  an emotionally insecure, whiney, self-centered brat and to create tension  between one group or individual versus another. No matter what we may differ in,  we all deserve respect and courtesy. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/304207_10150566342697598_677902597_11604653_1458753244_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/304207_10150566342697598_677902597_11604653_1458753244_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;David and Becky share reminiscing in the dressing-room&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;But I suppose I will risk sounding like an emotionally  insecure, whiney, self-centered brat. And so here commences my Negative  Post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/316400_10150566340697598_677902597_11604649_1600452116_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/316400_10150566340697598_677902597_11604649_1600452116_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of the dancers - the lovely Lady April and her husband are to the left&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I hate reenacting the 1860's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I think I may have said *that* before. For the past few  years, the 1860's has lost its allure. I have put up with it, with varying  degrees of frustration. Sometimes I will actually get inspired and be excited  about making a new 1860's dress, or accessory and sometimes I will have a good  time at an event and be tricked into thinking I like Civil War reenacting again.  But soon the glow fades - the reality hits that I did not actually enjoy the  *event* itself, but rather my good time was purely based on the friends who were  there with me and who made it interesting by their presence and conversation.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/317296_10150566351057598_677902597_11604669_1519313209_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/317296_10150566351057598_677902597_11604669_1519313209_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;New headdress!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Early this year I was ready to throw the towel in and  call it quits. I told David he could reenact since he loves it, but I didn't  want to do 1860's events anymore. I would stick with the SCA and the regency  era. I would fully support him in his Civil War reenacting endeavors but I would  not actually go the events myself. Then I met Laura. She burst onto the scene  like a ray of sunshine piercing dark clouds. She was new to reenacting and full  of positive energy about it. Her enthusiasm was contagious. She had three kids,  nearly the same age as my own. She inspired me. I got excited about the  possibilities of reenacting with Laura. While our kids played, we could do  different activities to represent the side of the wives and mothers of the Civil  War era. Sewing, reading, making bandages, tending the children. I decided to  give 1860's reenacting another shot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z7oDY5-LPjQ/TtERvc3GqMI/AAAAAAAADhw/o8gd-Dvr-PU/s1600/Galesburg+2011+128.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z7oDY5-LPjQ/TtERvc3GqMI/AAAAAAAADhw/o8gd-Dvr-PU/s400/Galesburg+2011+128.JPG" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Laura, my forever friend - gone but not forgotten - :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;And I suppose I can say I had a positive 1860's  reenacting experience this summer. But if I did, it was purely because Laura was  there. It was not because the events&amp;nbsp;themselves were great. Because they were  mostly very lame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/380364_10150566342182598_677902597_11604652_520264_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/380364_10150566342182598_677902597_11604652_520264_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lovely Becky smiles at her charming reflection in the dressing-room mirror&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Then Laura moved away. My dislike for reenacting reared  its ugly head again and grew into a full blown detestation. I was ready to call  it quits again. I was so, so tired and so, so sick of putting so much effort  into my impression. Time spent researching, sewing, hunting out in antique  stores. Time spent getting excited. Time spent forming expectations. Not to  mention the sheer amount of physical work that goes into sewing, cleaning,  mending, packing everything for 5 people. Time spent meal planning, looking for  recipes, getting the vehicle loaded with our gear, driving to an event, setting  up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/310454_10150566343657598_677902597_11604658_2040482089_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/310454_10150566343657598_677902597_11604658_2040482089_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peter - Blockade Runner -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;All for&amp;nbsp; - what? Sitting there. Staring at a campfire. Trying to keep the  children from messing with the medical tools or jumping on the cots in the  hospital tent. (WHY are we even close enough to the hospital tent for the  children to have the opportunity to DO that? Children should NOT be a part of a  field hospital!) Walking around counting the hours until Sunday afternoon when  we can tear down, go home, exhausted. . .unpack everything, clean everything,  mend it, put it away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hphotos-sjc1.fbcdn.net/hphotos-snc7/317762_10150566357327598_677902597_11604687_1612896068_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://hphotos-sjc1.fbcdn.net/hphotos-snc7/317762_10150566357327598_677902597_11604687_1612896068_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our Very Own Doctor and Mrs. K with the indisputably dashing McGregor, unit mascot and highest ranking officer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Then Blake and Becky burst upon the scene. Friends of  Davids from his highschool days, we had lost touch over the years. This fall we  got back together again to visit and catch up and we discovered that they have a  huge interest in reenacting themselves and want to start reenacting with us. So,  once more, I found myself excited by the possibilities of reenacting with Blake  and Becky. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/303971_10150566358797598_677902597_11604694_1040297351_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/303971_10150566358797598_677902597_11604694_1040297351_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. and Mrs. W&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;They are so eager to start. Our last "event" of the year  was to be a ball at the GAR hall the day after Thanksgiving. It's always a fun  time of dancing and socialization, laughter and whirling music and soft lights.  A nice way to kick off the holiday season. We assured them that it was okay they  had never been to a ball before because the dances are usually always called -  the callers go through the steps so newer dancers know how to perform before the  actual dance starts. Last year was super fun and there were so many people who  came in from the street and who had a wonderful time learning the dances. After  all, the whole point of the Yule ball is to have open houses so people can come  in off the street and see what different businesses/organizations are about and  to be invited to buy/join/attend.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/315683_10150566343282598_677902597_11604656_99319667_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/315683_10150566343282598_677902597_11604656_99319667_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Blake and Becky were eager to try&amp;nbsp;dancing&amp;nbsp;out  and they drove up to our house several times the past few weeks, despite them  living quite a distance away, so we could try on loaner clothes they can wear  until we get proper clothes made for them. They put so much effort into getting  ready and looking the part. Yesterday, they came up to our house and we headed  over to the ball together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ntW0xJGhbs/TtEWgAefHvI/AAAAAAAADh4/cZbJEty5RhQ/s1600/BLAKE+AND+BECKY+005-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6ntW0xJGhbs/TtEWgAefHvI/AAAAAAAADh4/cZbJEty5RhQ/s400/BLAKE+AND+BECKY+005-1.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;New 108th IL Hospital Steward, currently going as Confederate Spy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;It was awful. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/383050_10150566361672598_677902597_11604705_1452879929_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/383050_10150566361672598_677902597_11604705_1452879929_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hospital Steward and Mrs. W and Captain and Mrs. M.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We showed up and went in. Becky and I went downstairs so  I could fix her hair which had come loose and we headed upstairs, where the  dancing had already started. We stood and watched for a few minutes and the  dance ended. Immediately anther one started up. No one looked at us, no one said  anything to us, no one invited us to join in. Everyone there we knew. We had  seen them before, talked with them before, danced with them before. But it  seemed they did not want us there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/305241_10150566339612598_677902597_11604641_935877167_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/305241_10150566339612598_677902597_11604641_935877167_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blake and Becky observe the dancers&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Blake and Becky stood by the walls, watching. I asked  David to find out what was going on. If any dances would be called. He found it  hard to get an answer from anybody, but at last one lady told him that no, they  had decided to not call the dances because there was "too many people" last year  and it was too inconvenient to do that. He told her Blake and Becky were new and  had come out on purpose to learn some dances but she just shrugged and said  "sorry" and flounced away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390250_10150566353827598_677902597_11604681_204799766_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/390250_10150566353827598_677902597_11604681_204799766_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My handsome Captain&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;When he told me, I was angry. Not for myself, but for  the fact Blake and Becky had been shafted. No one had bothered to tell us the  dances were NOT going to be called. People from our own unit who KNEW this never  bothered to let us know. If we had known that, we would have not bothered  coming. &amp;nbsp;Or maybe no one knew. Maybe it was something decided last minute. Who knows. But it was really terribly rude.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387213_10150566388377598_677902597_11604764_625799187_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387213_10150566388377598_677902597_11604764_625799187_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The radiant Lady April and Her Husband&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;To be fair, there WERE several couples who were  genuinely wonderful and considerate. A lady I met at the SCA event "Fields of Cloth and Gold" was there  with her husband and it was great visiting with them. She is gorgeous in any era!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/318297_10150566392082598_677902597_11604765_2005956397_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/318297_10150566392082598_677902597_11604765_2005956397_n.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A timelessly classic beauty!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;A lady I have sewn for  quite a bit the past year or so was there with her husband, and she was happy to  see me and talk with me. Another older couple took Blake and Becky under their  guidance and helped them through three dances, despite the fact that when they  did so a few other people gave them dirty looks and one person even loudly  hissed "but they don't know the dances!" when Blake and Becky joined the dance  circle. And this despite the fact that the dance they were about to learn was  one of the easiest dances to pick up on, the Circle Waltz. They treated Blake  and Becky like they were too stupid to learn any of the dances. Blake and Becky  actually picked up on them extremely fast and danced very well.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/312561_10150566362722598_677902597_11604709_1019720305_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/312561_10150566362722598_677902597_11604709_1019720305_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The patty-cake polka&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;From the majority of the people I felt a hostile  attitude. They seemed annoyed that we were there. Some people (okay it was  mostly the ladies I felt this from - all the gentlemen I talked to were  courteous and respectful)&amp;nbsp;came up to me and cheerfully said hello and then later  I would catch the same people glaring at me from across the room. When I met  their gaze, they'd immediately turn their back. I felt like we were being  whispered about and I honestly have no idea why. In earlier times I would have  been crushed and would have gone downstairs to the privacy of the ladies room  and cried but now I just was angry - angry because seriously these people have  *no reason whatsoever* to treat me and my husband and my friends like this. In  earlier times I would have thought they didn't like me and I looked wrong or  something but I feel confident enough now to know for sure that there was  nothing wrong in our appearance, nothing wrong in our conversation and behavior  and nothing wrong with our dancing, either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/374796_10150566360227598_677902597_11604700_1851338272_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/374796_10150566360227598_677902597_11604700_1851338272_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Peter and I in the painful thrust of mortification - okay, right, we were just being silly but still. It was nicer outside than in.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;We eventually left and hung around outside the hall,  since the night was warm. We decided to walk around downtown and visit the other  sites that were hosting Christmas celebrations. We had a much, much better time  at other places. It seemed everyone bent over backwards to accommodate us and  make us feel welcome. The GAR hall seemed to close people out. It was not  inviting in the least. They seemed to put forth an attitude of "we are so  wonderful to watch dance. We know it's such a pleasure for others to watch us  dance. Therefore, we aren't going to take the trouble to teach the dances to  anyone (including the audience who come in from the street) because you can all  just watch us and see how awesome we are." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/379675_10150566398542598_677902597_11604768_1686360655_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/379675_10150566398542598_677902597_11604768_1686360655_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Captain at Riverside Community Church, built 1903&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;After seeing entertaining performances and being served  free appetizers, desserts and drinks at another place I was still unpacified. On  the drive home I was still ticked off. On the drive to my moms house to pick up  my kids I was still ticked off. After Blake and Becky went home and we went to  bed I was still ticked off and talked with David about it until the wee hours of  the morning. I figured I'd feel calmer about it this morning but I don't. I'm  still majorly ticked off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/302982_10150566405342598_677902597_11604786_278124374_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/302982_10150566405342598_677902597_11604786_278124374_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aw, David is holding Mr. Lincoln's hand. Or we could alternately title this "The Division and Reunion". We have the North, we have Mr. Lincoln, we have The South. It was because of Mr. Lincoln (one could argue) that the war was initiated and lasted so long. But it was also because of his legacy that the south was reunited with the north after his death. Which, unfortunately, was horrific because congress didn't like President Johnson's "too lenient" views on southern citizenship. . .but I shall refrain from too much commentary. . .&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I hate cliques in any groups. It's intolerable in  reenacting groups. I guess that is why I like the SCA. Everyone is supposed to  adhere to a standard of chivalry and treat all with the same respect. Last night  I felt that we weren't accepted because: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/375785_10150566403837598_677902597_11604782_1909347869_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/375785_10150566403837598_677902597_11604782_1909347869_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the veteran dancers who helped Blake and Becky learn several dances&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;1. The "ball" seems for the most part a competition  between women as to how much lace and ruffles they have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;2. It seems you have to be part of a clique to be an  accepted part of the group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;3. You can only be part of a clique if you think you are  better than someone else and stand around in a tight knot and gossip about  people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;4. If you sew your own clothes, and they look halfway  decent, then people think you are a snob. If you sew your own clothes and they  are a correct style and you look somewhat&amp;nbsp;accurate in your impression then  people think you are a snob.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/392364_10150566350382598_677902597_11604668_1991372084_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/392364_10150566350382598_677902597_11604668_1991372084_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At home before the Ball&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;And yes, this sounds ridiculous to type out but  really it is TRUE! It's like people think you are bragging because you make  something that looks nice and if they ask, you tell them you made it, and they  are like "oh". I often get semi-snide remarks from women I see at reenactments  or dances that go something like "Oh! I see you have been busy. Another new  dress." then they smile with barely-veiled dislike and say "It's so pretty!" I  have found the only way to successfully change someone's prejudice in this  regard is to say something like "yes, it cost me $10 for the fabric. I was so  glad, because I couldn't afford a new dress otherwise! I'm so glad I can sew  because there would be no way I could reenact if I had to pay someone else to  make my gowns. Your dress is so nice! Where did you get it or who did you have  make it for you?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I am so UTTERLY SICK AND TIRED of this. It has just  gotten worse with time, I think. I am so disillusioned with reenacting right  now. I love putting on my ball gown and dressing up for a fun evening of dancing  but if the dances are all going to be like this, I never want to go to one  again. It's just so not worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;At least Blake and Becky said they had fun. I'm glad  they did. I hope they did. And I did have one great moment last night. I got to  meet one of my television heroes, Jim Wilhelm from the PBS show "Illinois  Adventure". It was quite a thrill! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387398_10150566341427598_677902597_11604651_908586870_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/387398_10150566341427598_677902597_11604651_908586870_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mr. Wilhelm and I :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;As for me, the next ball I want to go to is the Jane  Austen ball at the JA fest next summer. I don't know if I'll ever wear my 1860's  ballgown again. Right now, I just can't see that happening. At least not for a  long, long time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;If you dare to desire, you can see the rest of the pics from the evening HERE&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150566338207598.476371.677902597&amp;amp;type=1&amp;amp;l=9cb96e2820"&gt;: Yule ball 2011&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-6643577929055021417?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/6643577929055021417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=6643577929055021417&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6643577929055021417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6643577929055021417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/11/rant-yes-rant.html' title='A Rant. Yes. A Rant.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-z7oDY5-LPjQ/TtERvc3GqMI/AAAAAAAADhw/o8gd-Dvr-PU/s72-c/Galesburg+2011+128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-6974989458121059043</id><published>2011-11-23T21:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T21:01:11.695-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Civil War Reenacting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='millinery'/><title type='text'>More Winter Hoods</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is Thanksgiving! My accomplishments for today include seven pounds of fudge, three pies, a huge cheesecake, cranberry jelly and - my own personal pride and joy - a cheeseball. I have never made a cheeseball before but I knew I needed to have one tomorrow for an appetizer. A cheese ball just seemed to be The Thing to Make. This one came out yummy. Cream cheese, bacon, green onions, parmesan cheese and mayo all packed into a tidy globe and now sitting under plastic in the fridge, awaiting the arrival of our guests tomorrow afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have not had much time to sew this week and even if I did, I honestly have no idea what I would be working on. I'm a little burned out. The making of simple felt ornaments with the little boys seems good enough for me at the moment. Besides, my mother in laws sewing machine, which I am currently borrowing since mine needs to be fixed, has been frustratingly difficult lately. The stitches vary in size even within the same inch of stitching so most of what I sew has to be done by hand due to that. . .uneven machine stitching just looks lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have, however, found time to squeeze in a few more winter hoods from the pattern I spoke of in my last post. Two, to be specific. Both in wool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pattern really makes up nicely in wool. The blue hood is made of wool broadcloth left over from David's new frock coat and is super cozy and warm. I doubt very much that any chilling breeze will find it's way through THIS hood. I love working with wool broadcloth. Yum. It's even better than silk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EtigW565VOU/Ts2wNiTFpWI/AAAAAAAADhI/WEUKDDv_lhI/s1600/hood+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EtigW565VOU/Ts2wNiTFpWI/AAAAAAAADhI/WEUKDDv_lhI/s400/hood+012.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I don't have ties on it in this picture, but they are brown taffeta and there is a brown taffeta bow at the back&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Since the broadcloth is fairly stiff on it's own I only used one layer of batting between the wool and the lining. I hand quilted it in simple straight lines based on a suggested quilting diagram included in the hood pattern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sUXzTTAGC_k/Ts2xAHLvqfI/AAAAAAAADhQ/dncqoN2TK8Y/s1600/hood+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sUXzTTAGC_k/Ts2xAHLvqfI/AAAAAAAADhQ/dncqoN2TK8Y/s400/hood+014.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it more wintery in feel I cut a strip of fur from an old coat a lady in our reenacting unit gave to me last year. It is very fluffy and at first I thought rather ridiculous looking but it has grown on me since. I plan to make a matching muff, hopefully before our ball on Friday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mqdBADqXOL0/Ts2xgj8IehI/AAAAAAAADhY/tKSA-CbjKr4/s1600/hood+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mqdBADqXOL0/Ts2xgj8IehI/AAAAAAAADhY/tKSA-CbjKr4/s400/hood+008.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The green hood is made from a thrifted wool skirt. $2 for good quality hunter green 100% wool? I like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j6FLQd34OsE/Ts2ySzPkudI/AAAAAAAADhg/uyhtcNKFHvQ/s1600/green+hood+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j6FLQd34OsE/Ts2ySzPkudI/AAAAAAAADhg/uyhtcNKFHvQ/s400/green+hood+004.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is intended for the lovely Becky, who is joining our unit, along with her husband who will be hospital steward. She did *not* want fur on hers, so I left it very plain. If she wants to, she can trim it to her own tastes later. Right now I just have a strip of dark red taffeta pinned on to show how the ties will look. The finished ties will be the same material, just longer and a tad thinner. This hood is also made with only one layer of batting between the wool and the lining, which is a fun red and green print on cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Eb3-1dBhkg/Ts2y4vEqOiI/AAAAAAAADho/jd25wMhvIpA/s1600/green+hood+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_Eb3-1dBhkg/Ts2y4vEqOiI/AAAAAAAADho/jd25wMhvIpA/s400/green+hood+005.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully our heads will be warm on Friday! Every lady needs a warm hood to wear while scurrying up a cold and windy city street to the hall where a dance is held. Last year I nearly froze my bum off since all I had to keep me warm was a black velvet cape. I came to the conclusion capes are completely useless. This year I will be prepared with my wool paletot, wool scarf, leather gloves, wool hood and (hopefully) muff. Never again will I be cold like I was last year!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's watch it be sixty degrees so we all can laugh at my futile preparations. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-6974989458121059043?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/6974989458121059043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=6974989458121059043&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6974989458121059043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6974989458121059043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/11/more-winter-hoods.html' title='More Winter Hoods'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EtigW565VOU/Ts2wNiTFpWI/AAAAAAAADhI/WEUKDDv_lhI/s72-c/hood+012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-8142214833078590517</id><published>2011-11-17T14:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T14:46:39.223-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Civil War Reenacting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='millinery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mid-19th Century'/><title type='text'>Mid-19th Century Quilted Bonnet</title><content type='html'>I recently was lucky enough to purchase one of&lt;a href="http://annaworden.wordpress.com/"&gt; Anna Worden Baursmith's&lt;/a&gt; pattern for a &lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/84869825/quilted-hood-pattern-pre-order-by-anna?ref=pr_shop"&gt;quilted winter hood&lt;/a&gt;. I have been coveting one of her hoods since she started making and selling them earlier this fall, but not having a ton of spare cash lying around, I figured that having one of these hoods was just a dream. But! To cater to her seamstress admirers, she also put out a pattern for her hoods and I snatched one up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmGJKe7cu5Q/TsVuHydDSXI/AAAAAAAADgY/UVivwD2a8Tc/s1600/silk+hood+003-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmGJKe7cu5Q/TsVuHydDSXI/AAAAAAAADgY/UVivwD2a8Tc/s400/silk+hood+003-1.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my first hood from this pattern and I am really very happy with how it came out. It's nice being able to use a pattern and not have to alter it or toss the instructions and make it up on your own. Plus the booklet that comes with the pattern is jam packed with helpful tips, observations, research and documentation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E3tfns5itcU/TsVu-N-JSuI/AAAAAAAADgg/rSMrwA-yPo0/s1600/silk+hood+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-E3tfns5itcU/TsVu-N-JSuI/AAAAAAAADgg/rSMrwA-yPo0/s400/silk+hood+017.JPG" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hood is shaped more like a fashion bonnet. The past hoods I have made have all been very sunbonnet-like, so it was nice to have a change from that with this pattern. Both styles are correct for the era, but I think this one has a more restrained and formal appearance than ones that are based on a sunbonnet style. It would be lovely to wear for period church services, I daresay even weddings or funerals, shopping, visiting and even Christmas caroling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made mine from a pair of silk dress slacks I got at the thrift shop. It was part of a silk pantsuit I got for a few dollars. I am not a fan of the pantsuit look (at least on myself) but the jacket was very cute, and I saved the pants to cut up and use for a project like this. It's actually a really nice silk. It is lined with white cotton sateen and interlined with 2 layers of cotton batting and all hand quilted. It was a little difficult (and painful at times) to quilt the silk since it is so tightly woven the needle would not easily slip into the fabric, but at last the job was done although some of the lines came out a bit crookedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j0DxkD6V0WM/TsVw1v1_a_I/AAAAAAAADgw/eA51v_yNF_8/s1600/silk+hood+001-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j0DxkD6V0WM/TsVw1v1_a_I/AAAAAAAADgw/eA51v_yNF_8/s400/silk+hood+001-1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it. Despite the fact that no wool was used, it really is nice and light and warm. It will be my awesome go-to bonnet for any event that will be taking place in less than 65 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tg7BhlnPVQI/TsVxdSH3vyI/AAAAAAAADg4/CYj7aw76sAU/s1600/silk+hood+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tg7BhlnPVQI/TsVxdSH3vyI/AAAAAAAADg4/CYj7aw76sAU/s400/silk+hood+005.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did make &lt;i&gt;one &lt;/i&gt;little alteration to the pattern. Made up exactly as the pattern said, the neck was a little loose on me. So I made a small box pleat at the center back edge of the tip. It took in the neckline just the little bit I needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1B_2g3Q1xc/TsVyRUG3ihI/AAAAAAAADhA/qNZ0hbDVuc0/s1600/silk+hood+004-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A1B_2g3Q1xc/TsVyRUG3ihI/AAAAAAAADhA/qNZ0hbDVuc0/s400/silk+hood+004-1.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a huge lime green silk shirt that I think I will try to make another one in. What I will do with a lime green bonnet I have no idea. But I think it will look awesome, especially if I can find a little bit of fur to trim it in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-8142214833078590517?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/8142214833078590517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=8142214833078590517&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/8142214833078590517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/8142214833078590517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/11/mid-19th-century-quilted-bonnet.html' title='Mid-19th Century Quilted Bonnet'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xmGJKe7cu5Q/TsVuHydDSXI/AAAAAAAADgY/UVivwD2a8Tc/s72-c/silk+hood+003-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-7018379719363164926</id><published>2011-11-14T09:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T09:36:22.478-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Civil War Reenacting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mid-19th Century'/><title type='text'>Metamora Courthouse Demo for Veterans Day</title><content type='html'>It was a pleasant day yesterday for the 108th demonstration at the courthouse. November surprised with a brief lull from the cold and blustery days we have been experiencing and though the day was windy, it was sunny and warm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TEdu1gouy2c/TsEqxBfiDYI/AAAAAAAADec/MG8cJxz8ppA/s1600/metamora+veterans+day+021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TEdu1gouy2c/TsEqxBfiDYI/AAAAAAAADec/MG8cJxz8ppA/s400/metamora+veterans+day+021.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judah found out that his beloved grandma was coming to our house to watch Malachi and he decided that he, too, would rather stay with her than go to the demonstration. David and I found ourselves alone with our oldest son for perhaps the first time in several years! Judah willingly shared his new tunic with his brother, so David looked festive and patriotic in his red, white and blue ensemble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3tm7kQUdRs/TsEpNwDZxkI/AAAAAAAADeU/LYpQQ1hrunU/s1600/metamora+veterans+day+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z3tm7kQUdRs/TsEpNwDZxkI/AAAAAAAADeU/LYpQQ1hrunU/s400/metamora+veterans+day+008.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a memorial wall for fallen Illinois veterans in the side yard, displays and refreshments downstairs, and upstairs there were several talks over the course of the afternoon, touching on such subjects as Victorian mourning customs, the war of 1812, and the 1860's Navy. I was nervous about talking about women's fashions of the 1860's in front of an audience but all in all I got through it without fainting or forgetting what I wanted to say. I think it went all right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jPT4NFHrZxk/TsEsiPenuxI/AAAAAAAADek/M9jdElJg5vI/s1600/metamora+veterans+day+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jPT4NFHrZxk/TsEsiPenuxI/AAAAAAAADek/M9jdElJg5vI/s400/metamora+veterans+day+007.JPG" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David set up his display of tools and medicines on the west side of the old courtroom. It all looked very well, but he was exceedingly nervous because the table he is sitting at in this photo is one that is documented that Abraham Lincoln actually used - in fact, there is a space cut out of the apron at the back of the table so Mr. Lincoln's knees would fit beneath it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IyGAs10DzbM/TsEuhTDZa7I/AAAAAAAADes/VN1xjl915tA/s1600/metamora+veterans+day+004-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IyGAs10DzbM/TsEuhTDZa7I/AAAAAAAADes/VN1xjl915tA/s400/metamora+veterans+day+004-1.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David, being of nearly exactly the same height as Mr. Lincoln, found this arrangement very comfortable and convenient. He still was a little awed, though, to be sitting at and using a table that Mr. Lincoln used so many years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the least of many pleasantries of the day was seeing Major Ron and my own dear Captain in their new coats. Here they pause from their duties in the evening for a quick photo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OFNARDn3f8o/TsEvvAu5vOI/AAAAAAAADe0/E_iMiP5BwQk/s1600/metamora+veterans+day+028.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OFNARDn3f8o/TsEvvAu5vOI/AAAAAAAADe0/E_iMiP5BwQk/s400/metamora+veterans+day+028.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was also nice to see Bill in the navy uniform I made for him last year. That was a very fun uniform to create and he does look very dashing in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cT7-drNUggs/TsEwydZXLDI/AAAAAAAADe8/xP7Qbk9Dik0/s1600/metamora+veterans+day+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cT7-drNUggs/TsEwydZXLDI/AAAAAAAADe8/xP7Qbk9Dik0/s400/metamora+veterans+day+022.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 108th had a good turnout. We even recruited a new member! David's good friend, in the role of hospital steward, and his good friend's good wife will hopefully be joining us for many events in the future. We still don't know what Peter really is though. I don't think Peter himself really knows. He has played in the role of hospital attendant but his real joy is sheer socializing. . .he can talk about almost anything to almost anyone. I think he should be permanently arranged in the role of visiting civilian, don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rjZCgbJ16UQ/TsExljR5csI/AAAAAAAADfE/87cZHQO-u0Q/s1600/metamora+veterans+day+031.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rjZCgbJ16UQ/TsExljR5csI/AAAAAAAADfE/87cZHQO-u0Q/s400/metamora+veterans+day+031.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He and I can be way too silly though. David looks upon our capers with a tolerant, indulgent sigh. When &lt;i&gt;shall &lt;/i&gt;we grow up? Not as long as there are silly things to do and generous fence-posts on which to place a camera with a timer, and resultant pictures to laugh over despite the fact they may be blurry and dim. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M7deh8LoCts/TsEylpBTM5I/AAAAAAAADfM/CXsbahqNb1w/s1600/metamora+veterans+day+032.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M7deh8LoCts/TsEylpBTM5I/AAAAAAAADfM/CXsbahqNb1w/s400/metamora+veterans+day+032.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one (bit blurry and dim!) picture I got of the dress I wore. I am wearing my regency stays with it since I used my other corset for the demonstration. Much to my surprise, this dress actually fits me much better with the stays than with the corset. This fact intrigues me greatly so I think an experimentation with a gusseted corset cut down from the regency stays pattern will be in order for the winter. I love my gray linen corset but I do think the bust line it gives is a little too low, and the breasts are splayed so far apart in that corset, it's hard to fit over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9tPFFQRl6E8/TsE0OQEpCBI/AAAAAAAADfU/05SOUv8zrDQ/s1600/metamora+veterans+day+029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9tPFFQRl6E8/TsE0OQEpCBI/AAAAAAAADfU/05SOUv8zrDQ/s400/metamora+veterans+day+029.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is the last of our living histories or demonstrations until next year, except for the ball at the GAR hall the day after Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-7018379719363164926?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/7018379719363164926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=7018379719363164926&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/7018379719363164926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/7018379719363164926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/11/metamora-courthouse-demo-for-veterans.html' title='Metamora Courthouse Demo for Veterans Day'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TEdu1gouy2c/TsEqxBfiDYI/AAAAAAAADec/MG8cJxz8ppA/s72-c/metamora+veterans+day+021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-7093569954167966712</id><published>2011-11-11T16:43:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T16:43:04.342-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Childrens Historic Clothing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Civil War Reenacting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tunics'/><title type='text'>A Bigger Tunic for Judah</title><content type='html'>This Sunday I our 1860's medical reenacting unit has been invited to a demonstration at a local historic site. I was asked to give a talk on ladies 1860's fashions - a first for me! - and have been busy getting things together for that. However, one other important thing was a new tunic for Judah. After our last reenactment I was mortified to see how short and skimpy his clothes looked. He has grown a lot over the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nndTVNPYSLc/Tr2hhRbD5nI/AAAAAAAADdk/OomTB0YghqU/s1600/judahs+tunic+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nndTVNPYSLc/Tr2hhRbD5nI/AAAAAAAADdk/OomTB0YghqU/s400/judahs+tunic+010.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The back bodice is pieced about 2" above the waistband, all the way across&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pattern I use for the boys tunics has been one that has morphed into existence from the first little bodice pattern I drafted for David's first baby gown, nearly five years ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-40MwpZTcuSw/Tr2iWikdG_I/AAAAAAAADds/vewf_xVstDI/s1600/485.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-40MwpZTcuSw/Tr2iWikdG_I/AAAAAAAADds/vewf_xVstDI/s400/485.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Little boys DID wear pink! :D&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the boys got bigger, I just added length and width as needed. ;) This week, we sized up the 4T pattern for their tunics into a 5T. To do that, I just had Judah put on his old tunics and marked where he needed width and length added and how much! No rocket science here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4w6nk721-Mw/Tr2i8gBNmyI/AAAAAAAADd0/1KWAQ2TCLLM/s1600/judahs+tunic+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4w6nk721-Mw/Tr2i8gBNmyI/AAAAAAAADd0/1KWAQ2TCLLM/s400/judahs+tunic+003.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Playing with the wheel on the horse Daddy made him&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To test out the new pattern I cut down a thrifted shirt. It was a plain, button up style shirt I got during one of those infamous fill-a-bag-for-$1 sales. Due to the size of the shirt (medium) and the size of Judah, I had to end up piecing some of the tunic. It is pieced in five spots, which makes me feel kind of chintzy and cheap. : / But, it works, he has a tunic, and piecing is a period correct practice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1cWIdBtaAUU/Tr2jeivkjXI/AAAAAAAADd8/tMPMGojDSOc/s1600/judahs+tunic+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1cWIdBtaAUU/Tr2jeivkjXI/AAAAAAAADd8/tMPMGojDSOc/s400/judahs+tunic+008.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used some blue cotton twill tape for simple trim. Judah agreed to pose for a few pictures, although after a few minutes he grew weary of the pursuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-orfS22x1YgU/Tr2kKMuMtLI/AAAAAAAADeE/2K_g1hSQfhg/s1600/judahs+tunic+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-orfS22x1YgU/Tr2kKMuMtLI/AAAAAAAADeE/2K_g1hSQfhg/s400/judahs+tunic+009.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waist is a little low, but that is on purpose, as I hope he gets a lot of wear out of this. It seems my boys do a lot more growing lengthwise than widthwise. The sleeves are slightly belled open sleeves that he can wear as is in the summer and with a white undershirt / bodice / waist in the cooler months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OyNuFCKn-Tk/Tr2kuzh4TJI/AAAAAAAADeM/ia4GYZIOO60/s1600/judahs+tunic+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-OyNuFCKn-Tk/Tr2kuzh4TJI/AAAAAAAADeM/ia4GYZIOO60/s400/judahs+tunic+006.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-7093569954167966712?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/7093569954167966712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=7093569954167966712&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/7093569954167966712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/7093569954167966712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/11/bigger-tunic-for-judah.html' title='A Bigger Tunic for Judah'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nndTVNPYSLc/Tr2hhRbD5nI/AAAAAAAADdk/OomTB0YghqU/s72-c/judahs+tunic+010.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-2656493447562561616</id><published>2011-11-09T07:47:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T07:47:46.155-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Civil War Reenacting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frock Coat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shell Jacket'/><title type='text'>Good-Bye, Coat!</title><content type='html'>For the last month or so my half of the office has been companionably inhabited by an 1860's federal officers frock coat, as well as an 1860's federal officers shell jacket. In various stages of completion, they had become a fixture of sorts in my sewing space. Kind of like headless, silent, saintly spirits of inspiration. Ghosts from the past. While I worked on my 1930's bra, they quietly watched over me. While I made my 1780's dress in a hectic flurry of activity, their patient presence wafted perfumes of quietude into the fray of shears, thread, and tiny bobbins winding furiously on my machine. They have become - friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hJVNBIoggvs/TrqBG6VTF9I/AAAAAAAADaw/32sKFfvUjnU/s1600/shell+jacket+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hJVNBIoggvs/TrqBG6VTF9I/AAAAAAAADaw/32sKFfvUjnU/s400/shell+jacket+004.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A shell jacket fit for a Major! ;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, however, their places are empty. David's frock coat has been locked up in his "reenacting closet" where he keeps his uniforms and accessories and the shell jacket has gone to its long awaited home with Major Ron. Both coats will make their debut this weekend and I have fond hopes of getting a photograph of David and Ron together, wearing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zvtt121H_yI/TrqCdqX7oNI/AAAAAAAADa4/WLngkTdJixM/s1600/shell+jacket+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zvtt121H_yI/TrqCdqX7oNI/AAAAAAAADa4/WLngkTdJixM/s400/shell+jacket+006.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Two of fourteen buttons and buttonholes on the front of Major Ron's shell jacket&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is kind of bittersweet to come to the end of an interesting sewing project. I may gripe about making frock coats. I hate putting in tail pockets. The quilting - especially the quilting I did on these coats - takes forever. There are so many aspects of 1860's tailoring that are just not easy. But underneath my annoyance, I think I really enjoy the challenges. I think as I get through each one and see the project come together, bit by bit, I get a costumers high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AB1-84jYSPg/TrqDK800p-I/AAAAAAAADbA/bsQirbt7-qs/s1600/2011-09-07+coat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AB1-84jYSPg/TrqDK800p-I/AAAAAAAADbA/bsQirbt7-qs/s400/2011-09-07+coat.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The quilting David convinced me to attempt in his new frock coat, and which, of course, Major Ron's needed as well&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, good-bye coats! I will miss your pleasant visage when I look up from whatever project I am currently obsessing over but I look forward to seeing you both in use, in the field, during the parade, in the ball-room, on two very fine looking gentlemen of my acquaintance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_6rQP8MYx5k/TrqETMB-pjI/AAAAAAAADbI/34Ol7qdYhbI/s1600/davids+frock+coat+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_6rQP8MYx5k/TrqETMB-pjI/AAAAAAAADbI/34Ol7qdYhbI/s400/davids+frock+coat+001.JPG" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;An in-progress shot of David's coat, from about a month ago&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-2656493447562561616?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/2656493447562561616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=2656493447562561616&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/2656493447562561616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/2656493447562561616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/11/good-bye-coat.html' title='Good-Bye, Coat!'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hJVNBIoggvs/TrqBG6VTF9I/AAAAAAAADaw/32sKFfvUjnU/s72-c/shell+jacket+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-4866981620128701134</id><published>2011-11-04T13:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T13:41:48.551-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vintage Sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Pink 1920's Dress ~ Finished</title><content type='html'>I finally finished the renovated linen dress. It ended up taking me a lot longer to finish than if I had just started from scratch and used new material, but, hey, it was kind of fun figuring out how to transform the linen dress and some pink fabric into a 20's style.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IYJSH3aw3dY/TrQs_l7lTtI/AAAAAAAADVY/Y0CuXGORRs8/s1600/20+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IYJSH3aw3dY/TrQs_l7lTtI/AAAAAAAADVY/Y0CuXGORRs8/s400/20+009.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last time I posted, my dress had the side panels attached for a fuller skirt:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDQFrrvRhmw/TrQsVextWwI/AAAAAAAADVQ/Csh74HqH7LU/s1600/20%2527s+dress+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDQFrrvRhmw/TrQsVextWwI/AAAAAAAADVQ/Csh74HqH7LU/s400/20%2527s+dress+025.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the bodice hung rather loosely and unattractively so I took in the bodice. First I removed the sleeves, then raise the whole dress at the shoulders. Then I took in the side seams of the bodice so it fit me better.Then I added a band of the pink gauze to the original cap sleeves on the dress, and a slightly flared band below that, of scraps left from the pink linen when I cut the sides off the skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, my dilemma was deciding how to finish off the dress. Originally I was going to go with a scarf-type trim, like this: (which I must mention I still really like. . .I really liked the drapiness of it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gWeGj2vj79U/TrQtoK4VtmI/AAAAAAAADVg/G-5RqY6TR2c/s1600/20%2527s+dress+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gWeGj2vj79U/TrQtoK4VtmI/AAAAAAAADVg/G-5RqY6TR2c/s400/20%2527s+dress+006.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my children kept thinking that the scarf-type trim was a kind of tail they could yank and pull on. Plus it gave a very unflattering silhouette from the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next I tried a V-shaped piece of the gauze. I kind of liked how that looked, so I decided to go with that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wq9xgJsTeOk/TrQudCATpcI/AAAAAAAADVo/NVoF02ri1AI/s1600/20%2527s+dress+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wq9xgJsTeOk/TrQudCATpcI/AAAAAAAADVo/NVoF02ri1AI/s400/20%2527s+dress+009.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since pink does not go very well with my hennaed hair color, I thought a contrasting color would help soften the transition from the pink dress to my reddish hair. This cream colored antique lace from &lt;a href="http://www.zipzipinkspot.blogspot.com/"&gt;Natalie &lt;/a&gt;was just right, and I had just exactly enough to sew a few rows across the V shaped area on the front bodice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qWuYcHGqgUQ/TrQvHSls8xI/AAAAAAAADVw/OrY0UteMaXU/s1600/20%2527s+dress+019-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qWuYcHGqgUQ/TrQvHSls8xI/AAAAAAAADVw/OrY0UteMaXU/s400/20%2527s+dress+019-1.JPG" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The belt tabs were. . .boring. From any distance at all, they melted into the skirt and you could not even tell they were there. I was very sick yesterday so spent the afternoon curled up in David's bathrobe, in bed and chain stitched in cream colored thread all around the belt tabs to help them stand out more. I also made covered buttons by covering metal washers with the pink gauze, and sewed them to the belt tabs to make them look more belt-like. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pt1HtzQIyiQ/TrQvhqwtSEI/AAAAAAAADV4/KF3fNq3gOR0/s1600/20+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pt1HtzQIyiQ/TrQvhqwtSEI/AAAAAAAADV4/KF3fNq3gOR0/s400/20+007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really pleased with how the dress finished up. It's definitely *pink* but sometimes a pink dress is the perfect dress to wear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-589djzxNiGw/TrQwDGYBKWI/AAAAAAAADWA/-CNyhzsIqc4/s1600/20+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-589djzxNiGw/TrQwDGYBKWI/AAAAAAAADWA/-CNyhzsIqc4/s400/20+003.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am loving this style for everyday use since it is *so* comfortable. No zippers. No buttons. No hooks. No fitted bands. Nothing. It just slips on over the head and hangs there. The skirt is a perfect, practical everyday length and the fullness is just right for comfortably moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-scb_uTOOSxc/TrQxj-Z-rlI/AAAAAAAADWQ/ytgI5mv29PI/s1600/20+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-scb_uTOOSxc/TrQxj-Z-rlI/AAAAAAAADWQ/ytgI5mv29PI/s400/20+005.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to put my hair up in a different way by simulating a short cut look. I think I like a tightly-pulled back chignon better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_qNYx4UtH-0/TrQw6SyU_cI/AAAAAAAADWI/B5SFNvxcYfw/s1600/20+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_qNYx4UtH-0/TrQw6SyU_cI/AAAAAAAADWI/B5SFNvxcYfw/s400/20+004.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-4866981620128701134?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/4866981620128701134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=4866981620128701134&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/4866981620128701134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/4866981620128701134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/11/pink-1920s-dress-finished.html' title='Pink 1920&apos;s Dress ~ Finished'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IYJSH3aw3dY/TrQs_l7lTtI/AAAAAAAADVY/Y0CuXGORRs8/s72-c/20+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-6110874383675705687</id><published>2011-11-01T08:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T08:45:05.228-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Research'/><title type='text'>1920's Trim Possibilities</title><content type='html'>Happy 1st of November! (can it BE November already??) This morning David woke up and the first thing he sleepily mumbled to me was "Happy All Saints Day". After he got that all-important greeting off his chest, he seemed much relieved. So I pass on his greeting to you all: Happy All Saints Day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did any of you do anything fun last night? I never celebrated Halloween growing up but last year we did take the boys out trick or treating. David grew up with that tradition and I thought we could try it. The boys had fun last year and had even more fun this year despite the chill. They covered about twice as much ground as they did last year - even Malachi - and came home with their pumpkin buckets stuffed with fun-size Snicker bars, packets of Skittles and M &amp;amp; M's, toosie pops and that dreadful nightmarish creation of "Fun Dip" sticks, in packets,with chemically-looking colored sugar to dip them into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I finished sewing down the other belt tab and sewed up the hem. So structurally the dress is done and I just need to decide on how to finish it. I was browsing through my collected images of 1920's dresses and found a few possibilities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: I have NO idea where I saved all these pictures from so if there is a picture posted that violates a copyright, please let me know and I will remove it asap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up is this one. The neckline is wide and scooped yet is finished with a big floppy collar. I like how it makes the dress more "dressy" than a plain unfinished neckline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qD8C_CwfwJ8/Tq_1GPbkBOI/AAAAAAAADUQ/FL2dRlmTzd0/s1600/20sbask.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qD8C_CwfwJ8/Tq_1GPbkBOI/AAAAAAAADUQ/FL2dRlmTzd0/s1600/20sbask.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is this one. I like how it looks but am afraid that with my renovated dress, it would just scream "1980's!". I remember collars like this being popular when I was a little girl in the late 80's, early 90's. I want my dress to definitely be more reminiscent of the 1920's than the 1980's (which can be tricky, because some of the style details WERE very similar in those two decades!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AlVe-0OUmg0/Tq_1OZ3ps7I/AAAAAAAADUY/e5qbiHnNYjM/s1600/20scoll.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AlVe-0OUmg0/Tq_1OZ3ps7I/AAAAAAAADUY/e5qbiHnNYjM/s1600/20scoll.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one has a V-shaped detail at the neckline AND a collar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LzXzWTWV6DI/Tq_1cNC3A6I/AAAAAAAADUg/JTDx94XxYug/s1600/428px-1923MotherHandsFolded.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LzXzWTWV6DI/Tq_1cNC3A6I/AAAAAAAADUg/JTDx94XxYug/s400/428px-1923MotherHandsFolded.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These three dresses from 1923 are just gorgeous. Love them! I especially like the one in the middle. I like the sleeve style a lot (a different, lighter fabric for the lower sleeve, which would work well with my cotton gauze fabric) and I love the hat. Oh yes. I LOVE the hat. I think I could easily make the bodice/sleeves on my dress look similar to this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pWKpa70UQ9U/Tq_20M2JZZI/AAAAAAAADUo/5Crwdk0dlgo/s1600/1923nationalc.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pWKpa70UQ9U/Tq_20M2JZZI/AAAAAAAADUo/5Crwdk0dlgo/s400/1923nationalc.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one has a center front panel on the bodice that contrasts with the rest of the dress. And a sash at the waistline. I like it. Maybe I could do rows of trim simulating a center front panel on the bodice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vTRl0tMKVRQ/Tq_3CMXFH8I/AAAAAAAADUw/8-Rbb2w9l_Q/s1600/sashdress.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vTRl0tMKVRQ/Tq_3CMXFH8I/AAAAAAAADUw/8-Rbb2w9l_Q/s1600/sashdress.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS dress is just perfectly gorgeous. I can't describe it. It's perfect. I do plan on making a repro of this one but for now, I am liking the little tucks at the neckline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XJ0yDU_CIBw/Tq_3K92JjkI/AAAAAAAADU4/8lfQ0ewQXPo/s1600/yellow-dress_4168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XJ0yDU_CIBw/Tq_3K92JjkI/AAAAAAAADU4/8lfQ0ewQXPo/s400/yellow-dress_4168.jpg" width="235" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one also appears to have tucks at the neckline that go down into tucks at the waist. So I think my idea of taking in the neckline with a few little tucks will be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g6BaWrnhG8U/Tq_3TYVRNoI/AAAAAAAADVA/YNDPiUUxt2c/s1600/3110.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g6BaWrnhG8U/Tq_3TYVRNoI/AAAAAAAADVA/YNDPiUUxt2c/s320/3110.gif" width="117" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This dress is from later in the 20's but also have a V shape contrast area on the front bodice. I am assuming this is because of the little coat that matches the skirt, and the skirt is attached to a plain bodice. However, the look is pretty, and slimming too which is a nice thing in dresses like these which make you look all the same width from shoulder to hem! Unless you are naturally straight and slender I think trim is VERY important to get the right visual effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xZTMTmWIpHk/Tq_3cxSwyEI/AAAAAAAADVI/sVlhpBccYkk/s1600/1920_SS__Day_Dress_18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xZTMTmWIpHk/Tq_3cxSwyEI/AAAAAAAADVI/sVlhpBccYkk/s400/1920_SS__Day_Dress_18.jpg" width="170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I must be off and vigilant in my guarding of the candy-buckets. Or else my children will be running on a sugar high for an indefinite period of time. And that would not be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-6110874383675705687?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/6110874383675705687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=6110874383675705687&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6110874383675705687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6110874383675705687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/11/1920s-trim-possibilities.html' title='1920&apos;s Trim Possibilities'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qD8C_CwfwJ8/Tq_1GPbkBOI/AAAAAAAADUQ/FL2dRlmTzd0/s72-c/20sbask.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-774917037142094648</id><published>2011-10-31T17:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T17:37:15.388-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vintage Sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Renovated Thrift Shop Dress to 1920's Dress</title><content type='html'>A few months ago I got a few bags of clothes from the thrift store during their annual fill-a-bag-for-$1 day. I got this pink dress because it is 100% linen and at the time, I figured I'd cut it up to use for linings or something for medieval, 18th century or regency stuff. However, I never used it and it has been sitting on a shelf in my sewing room since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N9h7aN6-GRE/Tq8VTQ3FinI/AAAAAAAADQs/6WN4-3Aw2H4/s1600/20%2527s+dress+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N9h7aN6-GRE/Tq8VTQ3FinI/AAAAAAAADQs/6WN4-3Aw2H4/s400/20%2527s+dress+001.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few weeks ago I was wondering what the heck to do with it when I realized I had some pink cotton gauzey fabric that was a very similar color. The fabric had also been sitting unused on my shelf for quite some time. I then had the idea to combine the two to make a 1920's style dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_5690o7s5ps/Tq8Vytk1sUI/AAAAAAAADQ0/b0l7e4CO0HU/s1600/20%2527s+dress+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_5690o7s5ps/Tq8Vytk1sUI/AAAAAAAADQ0/b0l7e4CO0HU/s400/20%2527s+dress+003.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't had a chance to start work on my idea until this afternoon. But today I finally took scissors to the dress and began sewing it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start with, I measured from my shoulder down to where I wanted the low waist to be. For early 20's, this is not extremely low. I decided to go with 19"-20" for my length, so I pinned a row of pins across the dress to mark the low waistline:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orU_d30AI_Y/Tq8WowgciNI/AAAAAAAADQ8/rmqd-d6hfrs/s1600/20%2527s+dress+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-orU_d30AI_Y/Tq8WowgciNI/AAAAAAAADQ8/rmqd-d6hfrs/s400/20%2527s+dress+004.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I measured a center panel 12" in width, from the waist of the dress down to the hem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWVUtww5zHw/Tq8Xsdy27OI/AAAAAAAADRE/aiii89MLmqQ/s1600/20%2527s+dress+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BWVUtww5zHw/Tq8Xsdy27OI/AAAAAAAADRE/aiii89MLmqQ/s400/20%2527s+dress+005.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I cut out the sides following my pinned lines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wEh_B397kc0/Tq8YrprOqFI/AAAAAAAADRM/Ud9McFLcFaI/s1600/20%2527s+dress+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wEh_B397kc0/Tq8YrprOqFI/AAAAAAAADRM/Ud9McFLcFaI/s400/20%2527s+dress+007.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then cut two rectangular panels of the gauze that measured the length of the dress from the waistline to the bottom hem. This was 33". I used a full width of my fabric which is about 40" wide, for each side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iU6Ege98YM8/Tq8Zl01hXmI/AAAAAAAADRU/S-ypPdBo6BI/s1600/20%2527s+dress+011.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iU6Ege98YM8/Tq8Zl01hXmI/AAAAAAAADRU/S-ypPdBo6BI/s400/20%2527s+dress+011.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sewed the panels to the long edges of the dress, leaving the top (waist edge) free. I then pleated the top edge of the side skirt panels to match the waist of the dress:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cooaynq8BQU/Tq8d9W6E_1I/AAAAAAAADRc/3F2GIECCJfE/s1600/20%2527s+dress+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Cooaynq8BQU/Tq8d9W6E_1I/AAAAAAAADRc/3F2GIECCJfE/s400/20%2527s+dress+013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To keep everything tidy, I basted the edges to a piece of hem lace:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TiW5mfrrQeE/Tq8f4CcfUoI/AAAAAAAADRk/zrvXrvqW95E/s1600/20%2527s+dress+017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TiW5mfrrQeE/Tq8f4CcfUoI/AAAAAAAADRk/zrvXrvqW95E/s400/20%2527s+dress+017.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then covered the hem lace with a faux tab belt, stitched down to cover everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yQ1JH6akEwM/Tq8g9s-iubI/AAAAAAAADRs/u8MQo4Qnab8/s1600/20%2527s+dress+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yQ1JH6akEwM/Tq8g9s-iubI/AAAAAAAADRs/u8MQo4Qnab8/s400/20%2527s+dress+018.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I have only sewed down one side of the faux belt. The other side is just pinned. I also pinned up the hem to just above the ankle and tried it on the see how it is looking so far. I think this is going to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jJjro8BgHIM/Tq8iEeaHzkI/AAAAAAAADR0/BHArT-kXfgc/s1600/20%2527s+dress+024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jJjro8BgHIM/Tq8iEeaHzkI/AAAAAAAADR0/BHArT-kXfgc/s400/20%2527s+dress+024.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dress is still obviously very rough. Since this was a generic "medium" size dress it does not fit my body very well. The neckline is too wide so I plan to bring it in a little bit by making a few tiny tucks that release just above the bust. I plan to add to the sleeves to bring them down to just above the elbow, and possibly add a V shaped faux insert at the neckline so the bodice doesn't look so plain. Or maybe a collar. :) I still don't know yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SDUFLebCjEM/Tq8in5nteOI/AAAAAAAADR8/UXJk5OfpeN8/s1600/20%2527s+dress+025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SDUFLebCjEM/Tq8in5nteOI/AAAAAAAADR8/UXJk5OfpeN8/s400/20%2527s+dress+025.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-774917037142094648?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/774917037142094648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=774917037142094648&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/774917037142094648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/774917037142094648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/10/renovated-thrift-shop-dress-to-1920s.html' title='Renovated Thrift Shop Dress to 1920&apos;s Dress'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-N9h7aN6-GRE/Tq8VTQ3FinI/AAAAAAAADQs/6WN4-3Aw2H4/s72-c/20%2527s+dress+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-5375001161014236426</id><published>2011-10-27T09:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T09:49:14.001-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Testing Time</title><content type='html'>Next month is my very favorite holiday, Thanksgiving. I love Thanksgiving and everything that goes along with it. When I was little Thanksgiving meant wonderful food, family and a desperate house-cleaning spree before the relatives came over. And lots and lots of leftovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and I have been hosting Thanksgiving at our house for the past five years or so. I have come to love the rituals of getting ready. The decisions to make about the menu. The decorating. The getting down and cleaning of the glass punch bowl and the little cups that go with it. Making my Gramie's fudge recipe, which *she* always made on Thanksgiving. Cranberry bread. Homemade gravy. The blissful feeling of a wonderful holiday leading into a wonderful pre-Christmas season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We always have several dishes that stay the same no matter what. Yet we allow ourselves room for experimentation so that each year there are new things to try. Alongside the plate of peanut-butter stuffed dates rolled in powdered sugar, a dish I have helped prepare since I can remember, there will be something new to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the current issue of Bon Appetit (thanks so much to &lt;a href="http://www.thistleandlilly.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amy&lt;/a&gt; for her generous gift of a subscription!) there are some really fabulous looking recipes for Thanksgiving. One was this bread pudding, which I put together yesterday and baked last night. Because, of course, it always very important to test your recipes to make sure they are good enough to serve on Thanksgiving. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bm3_gQgQMHM/Tqltw2j_ekI/AAAAAAAADQM/0onp9cyXypI/s1600/bread+pudding+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bm3_gQgQMHM/Tqltw2j_ekI/AAAAAAAADQM/0onp9cyXypI/s400/bread+pudding+001.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had it for breakfast this morning and wow. It's good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7aUWzrFinOQ/TqluQ0DVLrI/AAAAAAAADQU/cKRn75KWJ-c/s1600/bread+pudding+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7aUWzrFinOQ/TqluQ0DVLrI/AAAAAAAADQU/cKRn75KWJ-c/s400/bread+pudding+003.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A soft fluffy mound of egg-cream-butter-and-sugar soaked white bread, baked into custardy goodness, flavored with vanilla and bourbon (I used brandy)? Check. A to-die-for velvety smooth butterscotch-bourbon sauce to drizzle over the top? Check. A new dessert to add to the standard pecan and pumpkin pies on the sweets table at Thanksgiving? I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NpRnfvV4QdA/TqluvVeUCuI/AAAAAAAADQc/-NQePhvYLSQ/s1600/bread+pudding+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NpRnfvV4QdA/TqluvVeUCuI/AAAAAAAADQc/-NQePhvYLSQ/s400/bread+pudding+008.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I could eat the entire 13 x 9 dish of this all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But being a mom, I have to set a good example for my kiddos and share with them. We all enjoyed a bowful and there is half of the dish left to eat later. If David is lucky, there will even be some left for him when he gets home from work. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Shn-X1oheUs/TqlvNlEtOZI/AAAAAAAADQk/TqDz8FhQVB4/s1600/bread+pudding+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Shn-X1oheUs/TqlvNlEtOZI/AAAAAAAADQk/TqDz8FhQVB4/s400/bread+pudding+010.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want a killer recipe for bread pudding, definitely check out the current issue of Bon Appetit! I did make some changes to the recipe - omitting the poppy seeds and pecans, because I don't have any on hand, and adding vanilla for flavoring - oh - and omitting the corn syrup in the sauce recipe and substituting homemade sugar syrup instead, but it's good. Very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-5375001161014236426?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/5375001161014236426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=5375001161014236426&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/5375001161014236426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/5375001161014236426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/10/testing-time.html' title='Testing Time'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Bm3_gQgQMHM/Tqltw2j_ekI/AAAAAAAADQM/0onp9cyXypI/s72-c/bread+pudding+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-6772798612433395439</id><published>2011-10-25T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T08:30:52.294-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quilting'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homey Pleasures'/><title type='text'>Wool Quilt</title><content type='html'>Last week I cut all my wool scraps into big chunky 6" squares and sewed them all together for a quilt top for David.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-04yyn-TGATo/Tqa0JvfEDcI/AAAAAAAADPM/ddP9G-nDqYU/s1600/quilt+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-04yyn-TGATo/Tqa0JvfEDcI/AAAAAAAADPM/ddP9G-nDqYU/s400/quilt+001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is heading out to Shiloh in early spring with his commanding officer, Major Ron. They will share a small tent and take the barest of necessities. I am worried about his being warm enough so I thought a wool quilt would help me use up my scraps and help David stay cozy during the frosty spring nights. Of course, now that he will have a heavy wool quilt to tote along the weather will be warm and lovely and he won't have need of it! Don't things always work out that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-To9bsdJJze4/Tqa04XX5vuI/AAAAAAAADPU/jOqUUTsZKWA/s1600/quilt+082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-To9bsdJJze4/Tqa04XX5vuI/AAAAAAAADPU/jOqUUTsZKWA/s400/quilt+082.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beyond the mindless stitching of endless straight seams, I have been taking a break from sewing anything complicated. So far this week I have been working on arranging the boys bedroom for winter, since any painting that had to be done had to be done while it was warm enough to air the room out with the windows open. This past weekend was perfect for that, so I did my painting then. (Note: I really must paint the BACK of their bedroom door! Didn't notice that scrawl mark on the door til looking at this photo!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_z8mwoFPW-0/Tqa1vWzVIRI/AAAAAAAADPc/dUMLFuteNns/s1600/boys+room+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_z8mwoFPW-0/Tqa1vWzVIRI/AAAAAAAADPc/dUMLFuteNns/s400/boys+room+003.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I touched up the green paint on the walls, which had suffered severely from kicks from six little feet, often shod in heavy winter boots (are my boys the only boys who like to wear winter boots all year round?) and also from artistic endeavors rendered directly onto the walls with crayons, permanent markers stolen craftily from the desk in the office, chalk and ball point pens. The ball point pen marks were the worst to cover up. Ugh. Those marks show through ANYTHING! I was lucky to find a little can of matching paint in the basement so all those marks are now covered up, the holes have been filled and painted over and everything looks neat and fresh once more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-muprsnN25r0/Tqa2UbHzdII/AAAAAAAADPk/zReBJXUwI68/s1600/boys+room+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-muprsnN25r0/Tqa2UbHzdII/AAAAAAAADPk/zReBJXUwI68/s400/boys+room+005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older two boys have shared a bunkbed the past year and a half. David, who slept on the top, recently peeled paint and plaster off the ceiling. It looked very bad and dust kept sifting down from the spot he ruined. I had to paint the ceiling but lacked proper paint for that and as I currently have no extra money to buy new paint, I decided to use the leftover blue paint from our kitchen. The ceiling was duly painted. The boys craved white clouds, so I used some leftover cabinet paint to brush on some white fluffy clouds. I was afraid it would look cartoonish but in all honesty, I am pretty happy with how it came out! It gives the room a very airy, serene feel. And yes, that is a dinosaur hanging helplessly from the pull cord on their fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jeq8Uet8vuQ/Tqa3KXgK2tI/AAAAAAAADPs/SVUJpxLY-p0/s1600/boys+room+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Jeq8Uet8vuQ/Tqa3KXgK2tI/AAAAAAAADPs/SVUJpxLY-p0/s400/boys+room+009.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bunk beds came apart, due to the aforementioned reason of the damaged ceiling, as well as the fact the boys have recently been enjoying wrestling matches on the top bunk and using their bed as a fortress out of which they reenact the battle of Helms Deep from Lord of the Rings. Too many times Malachi was a casualty on the Orc side of things and fell from his position of nearly scaling the fortress onto the unforgiving carpeted surface below him.&amp;nbsp;David and Judah now have, what they term, "regular beds".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vtmqx5HaeJI/Tqa32ekcoHI/AAAAAAAADP0/QqMwZYyutMM/s1600/boys+room+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Vtmqx5HaeJI/Tqa32ekcoHI/AAAAAAAADP0/QqMwZYyutMM/s400/boys+room+007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hard to fit three twin size beds into a modest sized bedroom. We have four bedrooms all together but the boys refused any notion of putting one or two of them into a different room. I had to remove their dresser to make everything fit, but now it all works very nicely, I think. David has been enjoying his bed by the sunny southern windows. Here he is reading his science book for school this year, from Sonlight Pre-K 4/5. He adores it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M04v-6rhdoM/Tqa5LvWqojI/AAAAAAAADP8/x0mrQQhyPJc/s1600/boys+room+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M04v-6rhdoM/Tqa5LvWqojI/AAAAAAAADP8/x0mrQQhyPJc/s400/boys+room+004.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys have grand ideas of having various airplanes and birds hang from the ceiling. I haven't got around to doing that yet, &amp;nbsp;but we did make a quilted sun yesterday to hang in the east corner of their room. They sorted through my scraps to find several fabrics in orange, yellow and red and they helped me sew it all together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eybw1Bqwph0/Tqa5wu5qtiI/AAAAAAAADQE/isE0EiKSUhM/s1600/boys+room+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eybw1Bqwph0/Tqa5wu5qtiI/AAAAAAAADQE/isE0EiKSUhM/s400/boys+room+006.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More floor space is taken up now, but the room actually seems bigger and brighter without the high heavy bunkbed in their, which inevitably blocked a window or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up - getting more coffee to warm me up on this chilly morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-6772798612433395439?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/6772798612433395439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=6772798612433395439&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6772798612433395439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6772798612433395439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/10/wool-quilt.html' title='Wool Quilt'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-04yyn-TGATo/Tqa0JvfEDcI/AAAAAAAADPM/ddP9G-nDqYU/s72-c/quilt+001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-8109015453823503338</id><published>2011-10-21T18:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T21:37:13.061-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blog award'/><title type='text'>Duchie Award!</title><content type='html'>Beth at &lt;a href="http://vforvintageblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;V is for Vintage&lt;/a&gt; recently passed on the Duchie Award to my blog. Beth, thank you so much! I am honored and flattered to receive this from you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmXSZbjstdY/TqH__qvEF_I/AAAAAAAADPE/YV3CeUbMj-M/s1600/ad-duchie-award-500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmXSZbjstdY/TqH__qvEF_I/AAAAAAAADPE/YV3CeUbMj-M/s1600/ad-duchie-award-500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rules for receiving the Duchie Award are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; margin: 0px 0px 24px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;strong style="background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; font-weight: bold; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;“When  you receive a Duchie Award, post on your blog (in any  order):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px; list-style-type: square; margin: 0px 0px 24px 1.5em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;&lt;li style="background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Five  things you love about historical costuming/wearing vintage clothing  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;Three  (or more) blogs to pass the Duchie Award onto  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-top-width: 0px; margin: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"&gt;A  link back to the blog who awarded you the Duchie”&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;Five Things I Love About Historical Costuming:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1. I am never out of fashion!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;I hardly ever pay attention to current fashions. And when I do happen to notice them, I usually don't like them. And if I do like them, it is usually because they are vintage-inspired or remind me of a historic era of fashion. Like tops with empire waists remind me of regency era fashion, and gored skirts remind me of Edwardian era fashion. When I dress historically or vintage style I can never be labeled as behind the times, fashion wise, since I just so totally far removed from it anyway! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2. There are so many styles to choose from!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;I hate going to a store, when I do purchase modern clothes, and finding everything looking almost the same. There are usually less than half a dozen different styles and just a few selections of colors. (keep in mind I shop for modern clothes at inexpensive places like Wal Mart or Target or Kohls). Sometimes the style suits my body and sometimes it doesn't. I love being able to sew my own clothes and have the ability to pick and choose what styles work best for *me*, regardless of whether they are in fashion or not! I have made clothes from the 14th century up to styles of the hippie era and I love them all. I love having the freedom to choose what works for me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3. It never gets boring.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;Ever. Really. I mean, having the last few thousand years of fashion to look into? It's not something that you are going to learn all about in a year, or even ten years, or a lifetime. There is simply *so much* to learn. And when I finish learning about one aspect, for the time being, I can go on to a different aspect. Corestry. Materials. Methods. Trims. Hairstyles. Makeup. Fitting. You name it, it's out there to research.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4. It gives me a creative outlet&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;Being a stay at home wife and a homeschooling mom I can see how I could easily fall into a terribly dull routine of waking up, showering, making meals, cleaning the house and schooling my children, only to go to sleep to wake up and do the same thing over again. I make sure I have at least an hour or so every afternoon to sit down and do something to further my favorite hobby! Whether it is research, drafting, draping, cutting or sewing or trimming or taking pictures of a finished item, having some time to do this each day really makes me relax and regroup. I can hit my housework with a much better attitude since I have had time to do something enjoyable and inspiring.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. It makes me feel pretty&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;This is probably a silly reason, but making and wearing historical clothes that fit and flatter my figure does make me feel pretty. ;) And that is a feeling I hardly ever get from wearing modern clothes. It's amazing how much more empowered you feel to tackle the world when you are confident in your appearance. I think this reason is actually one of the first reasons why I started getting interested in historic fashion. I felt so beautiful when I put on my first hoop-skirted dress back as a young teen. I loved that feeling, and have been hooked on historic fashion ever since.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Three Blogs to Pass This Award Onto:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;I am not sure how many of my fellow bloggers have already received this as I have seen this award floating around quite often lately. So if you have already received this, I apologize! My three picks are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://annaworden.wordpress.com/"&gt;Anna Worden's Blog&lt;/a&gt; ~ Anna is an *amazing* lady who never ceases to astound and inspire me with her beautiful reproductions of mid-19th century fashion and accessories, plus the sheer amount of research she puts together and shares with her readers on her fantastic blog. My recent favorites on her site are her gorgeous 1860's style winter hoods. They are to die for, and can be purchased from her Etsy shop&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/people/AnnaWordenBauersmith"&gt;,HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://stitchesofthepast.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stitches of the Past&lt;/a&gt; ~ Brooke is a beautiful young woman who has been inspiring me with her sewing skills the past few years. She makes lovely reproductions of 1860's clothes, plus other eras/vintage styles for herself and her sisters and I love seeing everything new she makes!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://edythmiller.blogspot.com/"&gt;The Compleatly Dressed Anachronist&lt;/a&gt; ~ This is a new favorite blog of mine that I discovered a few months ago while researching medieval smocked aprons. The amount of research in this blog is amazing and the Lady Edyth's reproductions of medieval styles are so lovely. Her babies are absolutely darling, as well!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;Thanks again Beth for this award! It was so fun to receive it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Georgia, 'Bitstream Charter', serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-8109015453823503338?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/8109015453823503338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=8109015453823503338&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/8109015453823503338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/8109015453823503338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/10/duchie-award.html' title='Duchie Award!'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmXSZbjstdY/TqH__qvEF_I/AAAAAAAADPE/YV3CeUbMj-M/s72-c/ad-duchie-award-500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-1771540199344207261</id><published>2011-10-18T16:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T16:51:33.226-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Civil War Reenacting'/><title type='text'>Princeton Civil War Reenactment ~ The Last Huzzah</title><content type='html'>The last huzzah for the Civil War reenacting season. We could not have asked for a nicer weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/316549_10150479940442598_677902597_11167054_809865390_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/316549_10150479940442598_677902597_11167054_809865390_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;October surprised us with one last weekend of Indian Summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/320040_10150479995212598_677902597_11167434_50362750_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/320040_10150479995212598_677902597_11167434_50362750_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a very small event this year. I think a total of six or seven units were present. Very different from previous years but very nice, in its own way. It was quieter. Calmer. More peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/304076_10150479939322598_677902597_11167046_1998272553_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/304076_10150479939322598_677902597_11167046_1998272553_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David has, by now, reached some level of status in the medical reenacting community. He rubs shoulders with the elite and veteran surgeons and is respected in all ways. He was in his element talking with the other surgeons, sharing research, ideas and practical advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/300234_10150479907327598_677902597_11166907_125389424_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/300234_10150479907327598_677902597_11166907_125389424_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of how much he has thrown himself into this impression. Back when we were married, six years ago, he was a staunch Confederate artilleryman and declared he would &lt;i&gt;never&lt;/i&gt; don blue. Well, he has. :) And he has found his own little niche where he fits just perfectly. He is &lt;i&gt;so&lt;/i&gt; good at what he does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/300902_10150479989072598_677902597_11167362_1895815734_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/300902_10150479989072598_677902597_11167362_1895815734_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were delighted to be out. They ran hither and thither, collecting sticks, rocks and acorns aplenty. Since their clothes did not have pockets, they used me as a collection receptacle. I came home with my reticule completely stuffed with various natural things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/300118_10150479922137598_677902597_11166968_1802766996_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="286" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/300118_10150479922137598_677902597_11166968_1802766996_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realize how much the boys have grown over this summer. Judah just barely was able to fit into his tunic and trousers. Of all the boys, he has grown the most this summer and he will most certainly need all new clothes for next season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/305201_10150479911562598_677902597_11166940_1735591815_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/305201_10150479911562598_677902597_11166940_1735591815_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David still fits into his clothes width-wise, but not height wise. He is such a skinny fellow but he has grown tall, and his wrists and ankles look gangly since trouser hems and sleeves fall short of the mark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297578_10150479912897598_677902597_11166944_223793404_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297578_10150479912897598_677902597_11166944_223793404_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malachi wore this little button suit that I made for his older brothers several years ago. Yes! He has now been breeched. :D He just barely fit into it but I was glad he got a chance to wear it. He looked so cute, in my completely biased opinion, and very grown up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/293549_10150479915367598_677902597_11166951_1374309315_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="287" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/293549_10150479915367598_677902597_11166951_1374309315_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wore my sheer bodice and swiss waist since the day was so warm. I was secretly hoping it would be cold enough for me to wear my red wool paletot that I made earlier this year and haven't had a chance to wear yet! Alas. My secret hopes were in vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/302525_10150479901832598_677902597_11166858_707640601_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/302525_10150479901832598_677902597_11166858_707640601_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be completely honest, I felt rather sad at this event since my dear friend Laura recently moved out of state and I felt her absence very keenly. I will admit I indulged in some self-pity and walked the lovely tree-carpeted paths quoting melancholy poetry to myself and feeling very brave and heroic as I put on a smiling face to the world lest anyone suspect my sad misfortunes of soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SG380ePIT5E/Tp3wtAIJepI/AAAAAAAADO0/mu8StghlHkQ/s1600/princeton+2011+044.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SG380ePIT5E/Tp3wtAIJepI/AAAAAAAADO0/mu8StghlHkQ/s400/princeton+2011+044.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel more and more out of place as David settles more into his role as assistant surgeon. We both research together and share information to make our impressions better. The more I do this the more I see that there really is no excuse for David to bring me and the children with him. The more I feel absolutely sure that my presence in a field hospital is absolutely NOT excusable, no matter how "family friendly" our unit may be. I don't like setting up our tent alongside the "hospital tent" as if surgeons just happily drug along their families wherever they went and had their wives and children conveniently encamped with them, where just outside my tent threshold I can behold piles of fake amputated limbs and a vast array of medical tools. It just &lt;i&gt;would not have happened that way. &lt;/i&gt;I am really not sure &lt;i&gt;where &lt;/i&gt;I fit in or even &lt;i&gt;if &lt;/i&gt;I fit in at all in the mainstream reenacting community. I feel like I am holding David back from improving his impression. I ruin it just by being there. I wish I had a group of like minded females who would be willing to have their own, separate, civilian area and an impression completely removed from the lame one of "visiting" their husbands while they are in the field.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/300198_10150479936892598_677902597_11167013_1532219946_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/300198_10150479936892598_677902597_11167013_1532219946_n.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I had my little boys to keep me company - it is impossible to indulge in self pity very much when they are so active and so busy and require so much effort to keep up with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it really is a very delightful thing to have such a handsome husband. It makes the battle ever so much more interesting to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CivueWEC0eU/Tp3y0BbPzEI/AAAAAAAADO8/EQ9kdErYZBU/s1600/princeton+2011+063.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CivueWEC0eU/Tp3y0BbPzEI/AAAAAAAADO8/EQ9kdErYZBU/s400/princeton+2011+063.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were thrilled with the horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/310384_10150479976937598_677902597_11167285_1406692958_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/310384_10150479976937598_677902597_11167285_1406692958_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it was a lovely event and a very good meal was provided in the evening. A nice way to wrap up Civil War reeancting for this year. For more pictures, you can see my album here: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150479896952598.461529.677902597&amp;amp;type=1&amp;amp;l=81596a1d10"&gt;Shadows of the Blue and Gray&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/308961_10150479996307598_677902597_11167445_132813842_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/308961_10150479996307598_677902597_11167445_132813842_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-1771540199344207261?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/1771540199344207261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=1771540199344207261&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/1771540199344207261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/1771540199344207261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/10/princeton-civil-war-reenactment-last.html' title='Princeton Civil War Reenactment ~ The Last Huzzah'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SG380ePIT5E/Tp3wtAIJepI/AAAAAAAADO0/mu8StghlHkQ/s72-c/princeton+2011+044.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-4201266473381254981</id><published>2011-10-14T15:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T15:45:51.589-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vintage Sewing'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1940&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Vintage Style Underwear ~ Part 2</title><content type='html'>The bra is done. I got bored with it yesterday so finished it up quickly before I was tempted to shove it to the bottom of my sewing drawer and forget about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wl-aqIo5IUM/TpiaBROP18I/AAAAAAAADN0/CdBCT527n24/s1600/vintage+bra+049.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wl-aqIo5IUM/TpiaBROP18I/AAAAAAAADN0/CdBCT527n24/s400/vintage+bra+049.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It came out better than I thought it would. I really do like it but it's just so darn ugly. ;P I wish I had used prettier fabric. Or a different color. I forgot how much I hate white bras. But I bet I can dye this one if I want to. And now that I know how easy bras are to make, I can whip up a new one whenever I feel like it in whatever fabric I want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sewed the binding on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bj5pYmQmvXE/TpiasUHsLhI/AAAAAAAADN8/oRG0uRRprmU/s1600/vintage+bra+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bj5pYmQmvXE/TpiasUHsLhI/AAAAAAAADN8/oRG0uRRprmU/s400/vintage+bra+002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And added the hooks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7yLljmul8xs/TpibsPGwrGI/AAAAAAAADOE/5cPthex3Rck/s1600/vintage+bra+046.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7yLljmul8xs/TpibsPGwrGI/AAAAAAAADOE/5cPthex3Rck/s400/vintage+bra+046.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And added the straps last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r1Nir2b2W1s/TpichhFdCPI/AAAAAAAADOM/YsSbE9BaO00/s1600/vintage+bra+048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r1Nir2b2W1s/TpichhFdCPI/AAAAAAAADOM/YsSbE9BaO00/s400/vintage+bra+048.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gives a nice shape under my dresses and tops. It is so different from my modern t-shirt bras or the stretch sports bras I usually wear. It lifts and defines each breast into a kind of cone shape, but it actually makes them appear smaller than my modern bras do - which in my case, is a good thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making a bra really forced me to evaluate my body. That can be scary but now I have been reinforced strongly in my theory that I am really very terribly short waisted, and that a higher bustline like the one &amp;nbsp;my new bra gives is actually better for my shape than modern bras that give a lower, fuller, more rounded line. There is not much space between my underbust and my waist so any hanging boob flesh that obscures my mid-section just makes me look top heavy and fat all over. : / Did you know that when I wear a soft molded cup t shirt bra there is literally ***1 and 1/2 inches*** between the bottom of my bust and my actual waist???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For comparison, here is a picture of a plain sweater I like to wear. This picture is with my "best" modern bra, that is, the one that I feel is most flattering to me. It gives a pretty good lift, but a very rounded shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zlq1osE0lnw/TpidQknfR9I/AAAAAAAADOU/FsWhHegGTKY/s1600/vintage+bra+059.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Zlq1osE0lnw/TpidQknfR9I/AAAAAAAADOU/FsWhHegGTKY/s400/vintage+bra+059.JPG" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the same sweater with the bra I just finished making. Definitely more pointy in shape, and my midriff area is more visible and less curvy. I doubt I will wear this bra with this sweater, though, since there is too much nipple effect going on. :P (forgive my horrible hair).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aXiJm20qEQg/Tpid67BINFI/AAAAAAAADOc/Z3mUBydSUjU/s1600/vintage+bra+062.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aXiJm20qEQg/Tpid67BINFI/AAAAAAAADOc/Z3mUBydSUjU/s400/vintage+bra+062.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I do like the vintagey silhouette it gives. It seems trimmer, tidier, more put-together. I am so pleased with how it works underneath this white blouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r2lKGHdrWpo/Tpiel0VJ8nI/AAAAAAAADOk/JOFKWmalAkk/s1600/vintage+bra+069.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r2lKGHdrWpo/Tpiel0VJ8nI/AAAAAAAADOk/JOFKWmalAkk/s400/vintage+bra+069.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got this blouse, and the silk/linen stripey skirt this summer at a fill-a-bag-for-$1 day at the thrift store. I love this blouse, but with &amp;nbsp;my modern bra, the pleated midriff section sat across the bottom of my boobs. And then the waistband of the skirt was just below that. It was ugly and horrific and dumpy. To make it work I had to pull down the blouse so the midriff section settled at the proper place, but then I had excessive boob crack issues from the neckline. Now, I don't need to tug or pull anything into place, and the midriff section sits where it is supposed to sit. And because the midriff band isn't straining to encompass boob flesh, the side zipper zips up easily and I don't feel like I'm trying to squeeze into something that is too small for me. And yeah, I gotta loose my belly pooch. ;) No, I am NOT pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MqzJxgK5DrY/TpifOnje-MI/AAAAAAAADOs/-L_rUOHag90/s1600/vintage+bra+070.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MqzJxgK5DrY/TpifOnje-MI/AAAAAAAADOs/-L_rUOHag90/s400/vintage+bra+070.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I need to finish up my undergarments and make a real vintage style dress to go over my new bra! I'm thinking something fun and twirly and totally girly from the 1940's would be just the right thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-4201266473381254981?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/4201266473381254981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=4201266473381254981&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/4201266473381254981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/4201266473381254981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/10/vintage-style-underwear-part-2.html' title='Vintage Style Underwear ~ Part 2'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wl-aqIo5IUM/TpiaBROP18I/AAAAAAAADN0/CdBCT527n24/s72-c/vintage+bra+049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-2524615645203762007</id><published>2011-10-12T13:04:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T13:08:29.829-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Undergarments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bra'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1930&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Vintage Style Underwear ~ Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;After making my 1920's dress, I began to wonder what  women in the 20's wore *under* their dresses. What did they wear by way of  underwear? I began looking into it and by some chance or reason came across an  old etsy listing for a 1930s era pattern for undergarments.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zKKDHVFHhRw/TpXSnDLxi8I/AAAAAAAADM0/_K5N6m9KZEI/s1600/il_570xN_19273790.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zKKDHVFHhRw/TpXSnDLxi8I/AAAAAAAADM0/_K5N6m9KZEI/s400/il_570xN_19273790.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;The pattern was  sold, but I was inspired by the pictures of the pattern envelope. Women made  homemade underwear in the 30's! I have made corsets, but never a bra, so felt  like I could use an interesting challenge. My hope is that this set will work  for any 30's, 40's, or 50's styles I might make. It doesn't seem like underwear  has changed all that much since the advent of the bra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Lacking pattern pieces, I did what I normally do and  wrapped a strip of fabric around my body and pinned and cut and pulled and  tucked until I had something that fit and that resembled a bra. I carefully cut  it apart and made my first pattern from that. I went through another mock up,  and refined the fit a bit more and then ended up with my final pattern pieces  here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Df2iwybhsCI/TpXTvWsk21I/AAAAAAAADM8/n6fXJGo0fFo/s1600/vintage+undergarments+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Df2iwybhsCI/TpXTvWsk21I/AAAAAAAADM8/n6fXJGo0fFo/s400/vintage+undergarments+001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I did go with a two piece cup instead of a one piece cup  fitted with a dart. I simply could not get a one piece cup with a dart to fit my  shape very well and the two piece works much better. I felt safe choosing this  style since this&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/listing/62414665/antique-1930s-lace-bra-tap-panty-set"&gt; original 30's bra from etsy&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;shows what looks like a horizontal  seam across each cup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nHDidjLcSRE/TpXXIq5sjrI/AAAAAAAADNs/LtPmQbHz-XE/s1600/il_570xN_194866538.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="383" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nHDidjLcSRE/TpXXIq5sjrI/AAAAAAAADNs/LtPmQbHz-XE/s400/il_570xN_194866538.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;I cut my pieces from medium weight white linen. I know  the material isn't fancy or pretty, but I have a horror of working with slinky,  silky, flimsy fabrics and I'm going for plain and practical. No one will ever  see what I wear beneath my dresses except for my husband and any interested,  likewise obsessed-with-foundation-garments costumers out there, who read this post and who find this  kind of thing intriguing. ; ) Here you can see the cups being sewn together. One  is pinned and has been sewn, and the other has been sewn, pressed, and  topstitched. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WgbtTpEdyZg/TpXUVJNL0FI/AAAAAAAADNE/yA6-nydKyvY/s1600/vintage+undergarments+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WgbtTpEdyZg/TpXUVJNL0FI/AAAAAAAADNE/yA6-nydKyvY/s400/vintage+undergarments+002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Here are both cups finished and sewn together in the  center. I finished all the seams by zig zagging the raw edges of the seam  allowance and pressing them open. I topstitched them down for the smoothest line  on the outside. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcMihF01AWo/TpXU6OGg1qI/AAAAAAAADNM/DO_rLKOu2n8/s1600/vintage+undergarments+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WcMihF01AWo/TpXU6OGg1qI/AAAAAAAADNM/DO_rLKOu2n8/s400/vintage+undergarments+004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Another view of the cups. You can see how pointy the  cups are. It is a soft point instead of a hard one (this is definitely not a  "bullet bra"!) but it gives a nice, uplifted, perky shape that has not been  part of my life since I gave birth to and nursed three babies. The bottom of the  cups kind of act like&amp;nbsp;a corset in that&amp;nbsp;the bottom cup is responsible for the  uplift and support. The top of the cup makes sure the girls stay where they are  supposed to and don't bounce out and away! &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuncewitD78/TpXVhONsOdI/AAAAAAAADNU/MD4P3NRqW5w/s1600/vintage+undergarments+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vuncewitD78/TpXVhONsOdI/AAAAAAAADNU/MD4P3NRqW5w/s400/vintage+undergarments+005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Then I added the back pieces, sewn to the sides.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f6iBDAabL0A/TpXV9mj2tuI/AAAAAAAADNc/To0fBCTStIo/s1600/vintage+undergarments+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f6iBDAabL0A/TpXV9mj2tuI/AAAAAAAADNc/To0fBCTStIo/s400/vintage+undergarments+006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Here the back is pinned shut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HRWo6k0XlRI/TpXWlL3DmzI/AAAAAAAADNk/3PZoVGBs0_c/s1600/vintage+undergarments+007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HRWo6k0XlRI/TpXWlL3DmzI/AAAAAAAADNk/3PZoVGBs0_c/s400/vintage+undergarments+007.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Next I need to finish the back and add the hook and  eyes. After that I will need to bind the edges and add the straps and decide if  I want to pretty these up in someway, with the addition of lace or ribbon or  other such feminine dainties. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Love,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Sarah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-2524615645203762007?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/2524615645203762007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=2524615645203762007&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/2524615645203762007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/2524615645203762007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/10/vintage-style-underwear-part-1.html' title='Vintage Style Underwear ~ Part 1'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zKKDHVFHhRw/TpXSnDLxi8I/AAAAAAAADM0/_K5N6m9KZEI/s72-c/il_570xN_19273790.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-6773168711870149989</id><published>2011-10-06T14:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T14:48:41.417-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pastoral Symphony Farm Blog</title><content type='html'>The blog mistress of Pastoral Symphony Farm has requested me to invite her readers to follow her at her new blog, &lt;a href="http://www.quietandpeaceablelife.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Quiet and Peaceable Life&lt;/a&gt;. Please update your favorites list accordingly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-6773168711870149989?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/6773168711870149989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=6773168711870149989&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6773168711870149989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6773168711870149989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/10/pastoral-symphony-farm-blog.html' title='The Pastoral Symphony Farm Blog'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-3764173495422798120</id><published>2011-10-06T14:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T14:09:19.377-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hat'/><title type='text'>1920's Style Hat</title><content type='html'>Because every girl needs a new hat, right? I made do with a green felt, rather shapeless hat last weekend, not having time to make a new hat before our outing, but this week I set to work making a proper one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hs5fhYsdc-g/To34jX082UI/AAAAAAAADMY/FBZTUeX4vZo/s1600/cloche+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hs5fhYsdc-g/To34jX082UI/AAAAAAAADMY/FBZTUeX4vZo/s400/cloche+006.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is an original 1920's quilted hat. I &lt;i&gt;loved &lt;/i&gt;coming across this one since it looked easy to reproduce. I love the colors and the fun quilting pattern. I also love the wide brim. The brim on my version didn't come out as wide or flared, but I will definitely try this shape for a summer time hat. I would love to make one in off white and blue. From what I've read, wider brims like this one were more popular in the early 20's and the smaller, closer fitting cloches came into popularity in the mid 20's. I think I am definitely more of a wide-brim type of girl. The helmet head look just doesn't do it for me, you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBp10gXWg10/To371Nf5U0I/AAAAAAAADMs/RRBhixyUu0g/s1600/1920smatildecloche3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UBp10gXWg10/To371Nf5U0I/AAAAAAAADMs/RRBhixyUu0g/s1600/1920smatildecloche3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I looked around for 1920's hat patterns, but, alas, found almost nothing. I decided to use this bucket hat pattern from Simplicity and adapt it for my project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kag0YVaasRI/To38hO_96vI/AAAAAAAADMw/Zg9xpZ0oeFU/s1600/3429262187_6716f63804_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kag0YVaasRI/To38hO_96vI/AAAAAAAADMw/Zg9xpZ0oeFU/s400/3429262187_6716f63804_b.jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really alter it that much. The only thing I did was to shorten the crown by about 1.5" and shape the brim so it was wider at the sides than at the front or back. The outside is made of quilted black cotton sateen and the lining is of brown taffeta. I kind of like how the lining side looks right side out. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2mmSlknw2vw/To35Yg12_lI/AAAAAAAADMc/nP4lsF_a_LI/s1600/cloche+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2mmSlknw2vw/To35Yg12_lI/AAAAAAAADMc/nP4lsF_a_LI/s400/cloche+005.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For decoration, I tied a loose swirly bow with a silky purple scarf and pinned it to one side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eB0SZTYBw_A/To356pMCLjI/AAAAAAAADMg/zCGVt2ZY9vU/s1600/cloche+010-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eB0SZTYBw_A/To356pMCLjI/AAAAAAAADMg/zCGVt2ZY9vU/s400/cloche+010-2.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found that I &lt;i&gt;definitely &lt;/i&gt;need bright red lipstick to be able to wear this hat with any confidence. It is too bold and dramatic to wear without red lipstick. Believe me. It just doesn't look right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CSryX2-cZJw/To36jCdfQyI/AAAAAAAADMk/4it8a47QxZ8/s1600/cloche+015-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CSryX2-cZJw/To36jCdfQyI/AAAAAAAADMk/4it8a47QxZ8/s400/cloche+015-1.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is the back. From the back the shape almost reminds of me of regency era bonnets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-klscVvG2nIw/To37ct_VYgI/AAAAAAAADMo/CtI85Xb2OT0/s1600/cloche+014-2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-klscVvG2nIw/To37ct_VYgI/AAAAAAAADMo/CtI85Xb2OT0/s400/cloche+014-2.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-3764173495422798120?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/3764173495422798120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=3764173495422798120&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/3764173495422798120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/3764173495422798120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/10/1920s-style-hat.html' title='1920&apos;s Style Hat'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hs5fhYsdc-g/To34jX082UI/AAAAAAAADMY/FBZTUeX4vZo/s72-c/cloche+006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-3231293128891009748</id><published>2011-10-05T14:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T14:49:00.288-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homey Pleasures'/><title type='text'>The Last Taste of Summer</title><content type='html'>A few nights ago we had our first frost. We were unprepared for it, and the night before we hurried out into the dusk and David picked what vegetables he could find that were still lingering there. Some of the tomatoes we will let ripen on their own; the rest we will slice and flour and fry for our favorite summer delicacy, fried green tomatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLbWhh7S-ZU/ToyyABagsvI/AAAAAAAADME/1pbmTQtWbTk/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLbWhh7S-ZU/ToyyABagsvI/AAAAAAAADME/1pbmTQtWbTk/s400/001.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is hard to believe summer is winding down. Even though the frost we had seemed a freakish thing (it is now pushing 80 degrees once more!) there is no denying that the combines are out and cutting the corn and beans (much to the delight of the boys), the plants are turning brown and the leaves are changing colors. David cut down all his indian corn a few weeks ago. The corn didn't produce terribly well, but we got about a dozen ears that were full and pretty. The stalks are lovely too, a deep purple-red. We have hung the ears in a corner of the dining room to finish drying out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cJLNCBpQBRA/ToyygJt1ayI/AAAAAAAADMI/jjW1KRqIiLA/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cJLNCBpQBRA/ToyygJt1ayI/AAAAAAAADMI/jjW1KRqIiLA/s400/002.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pumpkins did remarkably well. Last year we grew a variety that turned out too large and stringey to use for consumption. This year we tried a smaller sized variety and I was very pleased with it. Our pumpkins all came in during July, and this is the very last one. I wish I had a hundred more. They are so delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W0TRCbipTD8/ToyzFoEiAXI/AAAAAAAADMM/anwRbnaOOGY/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W0TRCbipTD8/ToyzFoEiAXI/AAAAAAAADMM/anwRbnaOOGY/s400/003.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of delicious - I made these little cream cheese crescent rolls this morning and the recipe is definitely on my top recipe list now! They are so flaky and not too sweet, just perfect with a cup of coffee or tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJH_iraCZ7U/Toyzur0rsFI/AAAAAAAADMQ/lktuqi00yqY/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qJH_iraCZ7U/Toyzur0rsFI/AAAAAAAADMQ/lktuqi00yqY/s400/004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream Cheese Crescent Rolls ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 oz. softened butter&lt;br /&gt;8 oz. softened cream cheese&lt;br /&gt;2 TB sugar&lt;br /&gt;3/4 - 1 c. white flour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cream the butter and cream cheese together in a bowl. Add the sugar, and then sift over the flour, stirring to make a soft dough. Chill in the refrigerator for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divide the dough into two equal sections. Working with one section at a time, roll into an appx. 10" round. Sprinkle with half of the below mixture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3/4 c. brown sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp. cinnamon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slice round into 16 equal triangles. Roll each triangle up into a crescent roll. Repeat with other half of dough, for a total of 32 crescent rolls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Place rolls on ungreased baking sheets and bake in a preheated 375 degree oven for 15-20 minutes or until golden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GqFoMEV66IM/Toy0W0BxA8I/AAAAAAAADMU/0XgxyNGbtDs/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GqFoMEV66IM/Toy0W0BxA8I/AAAAAAAADMU/0XgxyNGbtDs/s400/006.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-3231293128891009748?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/3231293128891009748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=3231293128891009748&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/3231293128891009748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/3231293128891009748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/10/last-taste-of-summer.html' title='The Last Taste of Summer'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sLbWhh7S-ZU/ToyyABagsvI/AAAAAAAADME/1pbmTQtWbTk/s72-c/001.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-6026814630341719710</id><published>2011-10-03T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T14:15:17.233-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1920&apos;s'/><title type='text'>Quick N' Easy 1920's Dress</title><content type='html'>Last week, I was going through my copy of &lt;i&gt;Costume in Detail &lt;/i&gt;for the umpteenth time and while stopping to look at the dress on p. 357, the cream lace and net afternoon dress, c. 1922-1923, a line drawing of a dress style from a Butterick pattern envelope struck me, with just how plain and simple and comfortable it looked, so I decided to make one for myself. Now, I have never been a real fan of 1920's style but I liked how the skirt is longer here, and the waist is not so low. Less extreme than what you think of when you think of the 1920's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5oegzUfY0qg/TooCRe8Al5I/AAAAAAAADLk/5IL78FHJfJc/s1600/019.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5oegzUfY0qg/TooCRe8Al5I/AAAAAAAADLk/5IL78FHJfJc/s400/019.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I draped the bodice pattern directly on my body and the back is exactly the same as the front, with the neckline in the front being cut a tad lower than in the back. The skirt is two 45" wide panels of fabric sewn together and pleated at the hips. The sleeves are 3/4 length and cut so they bell out at the hem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x_zqm1ye15w/TooDCTH3JJI/AAAAAAAADLo/cywTXvFAq_0/s1600/021.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-x_zqm1ye15w/TooDCTH3JJI/AAAAAAAADLo/cywTXvFAq_0/s400/021.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fabric was some of that wonderful $1.50 "mystery" fabric that Wal Mart offers. :P I got a few yards of it earlier this year since I liked the plaid so much, but I could not discern the fiber content no matter how I tried. I am pretty sure it is some sort of cotton blend. It is a woven, but is still stretchy, and quite thick and heavy and drapey. I am not sure what all is in it. The bodice is lined with plain brown cotton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G6IAiK8IFao/TooD9Smfs7I/AAAAAAAADLs/X_myqWeZ3Ws/s1600/020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-G6IAiK8IFao/TooD9Smfs7I/AAAAAAAADLs/X_myqWeZ3Ws/s400/020.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To add some visual interest I sewed on strips of off white cotton down the front and used the same fabric to bind the neckline and sleeve hems and for a tie belt. It was a super easy and quick project and was fun to wear this weekend. Here are some pictures of the finished dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Springdale Cemetery. David and I spent Saturday afternoon lounging about in the city while the boys stayed with their grandma, to celebrate our 6th wedding anniversary. We stopped here and spent a while looking for the grave of my great-grandpa. I found my great-great grandparents and then David finally spotted great-grandpa, here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jypjELuM4sU/TooFdKMyJQI/AAAAAAAADLw/pn5erFI7qNU/s1600/CATHEDRAL+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jypjELuM4sU/TooFdKMyJQI/AAAAAAAADLw/pn5erFI7qNU/s400/CATHEDRAL+014.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was born in 1919 and died in 1941, when my grandfather was just a baby. It was very emotional for me to see his grave and read his name and feel a connection to him by being there. He was younger than I am now when he died, leaving behind a young wife and an infant son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2dnrwpoE2I/TooGx1KfjoI/AAAAAAAADL0/0hUF92IWhsc/s1600/CATHEDRAL+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2dnrwpoE2I/TooGx1KfjoI/AAAAAAAADL0/0hUF92IWhsc/s400/CATHEDRAL+015.JPG" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't help but wonder how my great-grandma felt when she was suddenly bereft of her husband. How did she go on? I can't imagine having that happen to me! Yet, she did go on, and married again and had three daughters - my lovely aunties - and created exquisite, daintily stitched quilts and curtains and rugs for my dollhouse when I was a little girl and when she passed on, I was given many of her sewing and crafting items, some of which I still have and treasure. She was an amazing woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My orange cream soda. ;) It was very good. Quite the best soda I've ever had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pahak3eRRqY/TooHsbkqc4I/AAAAAAAADL4/XShBMEsvkRE/s1600/CATHEDRAL+018-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pahak3eRRqY/TooHsbkqc4I/AAAAAAAADL4/XShBMEsvkRE/s400/CATHEDRAL+018-1.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really happy with how my dress came out! It is not weird enough to look terribly out of place in modern life and it does not require any special undergarments (no corsets!) and this material, whatever it is, is fantastic as it does not wrinkle. At all. Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6eQEldAPQ0c/TooIxytbxdI/AAAAAAAADL8/rLLNznMVKOk/s1600/CATHEDRAL+027-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6eQEldAPQ0c/TooIxytbxdI/AAAAAAAADL8/rLLNznMVKOk/s400/CATHEDRAL+027-1.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the shoes I found to go with the dress. Goodwill, $4.99. They aren't *exactly* like proper 1920s shoes as the curve upwards is more drastic than the more gently curved 1920's style but still, they have the general right look and they are super comfortable to wear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4hTYGJRYmM0/TooJVzpYf4I/AAAAAAAADMA/6Pwfz86vGMs/s1600/CATHEDRAL+028-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4hTYGJRYmM0/TooJVzpYf4I/AAAAAAAADMA/6Pwfz86vGMs/s400/CATHEDRAL+028-1.JPG" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-6026814630341719710?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/6026814630341719710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=6026814630341719710&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6026814630341719710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6026814630341719710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/10/quick-n-easy-1920s-dress.html' title='Quick N&apos; Easy 1920&apos;s Dress'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5oegzUfY0qg/TooCRe8Al5I/AAAAAAAADLk/5IL78FHJfJc/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-6191253519316686494</id><published>2011-09-30T09:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:11:45.507-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCA'/><title type='text'>The Fields of Cloth and Gold Medieval Event</title><content type='html'>I never had a chance to post photos from our medieval event a few weeks ago since immediately following that event I was plunged into preparing for our 18th century event. So, here are the pictures from the Fields of Cloth and Gold. We had a wonderful time, as always, with this group of people! And yes, Malachi is wearing his hood backwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/305062_10150447252657598_677902597_10969545_1269075722_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/305062_10150447252657598_677902597_10969545_1269075722_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pausing now to consider this fact as I go through these pictures again, I realize more fully how lucky we are to have connections with people who are like us. There is a brotherhood and sisterhood among those who take up historic crafts and historic pasttimes. There is a passion that drives people to don heavy fighting gear and sweat their bums off, behind people who spend hours, months, years, researching and recreating some era of history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297990_10150447234887598_677902597_10969259_1452647125_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/297990_10150447234887598_677902597_10969259_1452647125_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I tell most people that my hobby is historic fashion I get blank uncomprehending looks, a nervous, quizzical laugh, or (in the case of people who have known me for a long time) a sigh and a rolling of the eyes. "&lt;i&gt;OH. You're still into THAT?"&lt;/i&gt; How fun it is to be with others who will discuss the benefit of different fibers for various garments, seam finishes, share new exciting bits of research and talk at length upon the time it took to create a dagged edge for the hem of a woolen hood. It is nice to belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299150_10150447259822598_677902597_10969662_381086149_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299150_10150447259822598_677902597_10969662_381086149_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as with the Colonial Trade Faire in my last post, this event was also held in a perfect location. Camp Wokonda is an old boy scout camp. When I was younger, my dad brought us out here several times, as he had been a young boyscout here back in the 1970's and the place held a lot of memories for him. It is far away from the town or city, heavily wooded with &amp;nbsp;hills and gullies, and for the event the barony had rented out "the valley", a flat spot between two large hills complete with rustic buildings housing bathrooms, small cabins to sleep in at night and a large dining hall and kitchen. A leaf carpeted path led from one area to the next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/313457_10150447285287598_677902597_10970100_1384831928_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/313457_10150447285287598_677902597_10970100_1384831928_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back further in the woods the path led to the fighting arena, where the boys where enthralled with watching the combat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/294085_10150447286902598_677902597_10970123_1123560339_a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://photos-c.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/294085_10150447286902598_677902597_10970123_1123560339_a.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have never seen them sit so still for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/311630_10150447227497598_677902597_10969066_1567527401_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/311630_10150447227497598_677902597_10969066_1567527401_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the natural consequence of their viewing led to their own mock fights in the woods, with sticks they &amp;nbsp;found &amp;nbsp;by the side of the path.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/294790_10150447289227598_677902597_10970147_1518669894_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/294790_10150447289227598_677902597_10970147_1518669894_n.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were a few other children present, and the boys enjoyed playing with them in front of the dining hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/292782_10150447255862598_677902597_10969600_1325036998_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/292782_10150447255862598_677902597_10969600_1325036998_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David naturally was drawn to the large smokers which were cooking the meat for the feast, to be held later that night. Legs of lamb and beef were pouring forth their fragrant smells, while the menfolk discussed the delicate balancing of flavor achieved through the proper seasonings and methods employed in preparing the meat for cooking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/308410_10150447318637598_677902597_10970274_655193428_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/308410_10150447318637598_677902597_10970274_655193428_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This young man, in his teens, was so friendly and helpful in keeping an eye on the children. The boys adored him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/296660_10150447330702598_677902597_10970362_788530997_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/296660_10150447330702598_677902597_10970362_788530997_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lady practiced juggling on the sloping lawn, much to the delight of the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/306301_10150447328907598_677902597_10970355_985675290_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/306301_10150447328907598_677902597_10970355_985675290_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here two ladies persue the fabrics offered by one of the merchants. This particular merchant had some very nice fabrics for very good prices. The best was the 100% red wool flannel - $6/yard. I mean, &lt;b&gt;$6/yard! &lt;/b&gt;That is an insane price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/310724_10150447320442598_677902597_10970284_731378171_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/310724_10150447320442598_677902597_10970284_731378171_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here several people make their way to the bardic competition that was held at the old boyscout pow wow site. I fell in love with the clothing of the lady and gentleman you see on the right. I was able to talk to her later and she told me their impression is 1590's Italian. I loved her choice of colors and fabrics. I have never been drawn to 16th century styles as they always seemed too busy and too gaudy for my tastes, but I am rethinking my opinion now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/311700_10150447295067598_677902597_10970189_48770248_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/311700_10150447295067598_677902597_10970189_48770248_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favorite pictures from the event! Little David found a big stump that he climbed up with amazing agility. Perched on top, with his stick and his hood pulled up he looked half-elvish, half-Dunedain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/305113_10150447280707598_677902597_10970057_958589949_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/305113_10150447280707598_677902597_10970057_958589949_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made their sleeveless surcotes the week before the event. I am so glad they had them as it was chilly, especially as night fell. I made them with basic rectangular construction with some shaping for the shoulders and armscyes. After much thought (it took me forever to decide to use a plaid wool since finding images of plaid cotes from this period was difficult!) I made them parti-colored, so each quarter of the cote contrasts with the pieces next to it. I used a black wool flannel and a very slightly lighterweight plaid wool for the cotes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/320509_10150447344682598_677902597_10970449_1458095889_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/320509_10150447344682598_677902597_10970449_1458095889_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malachi got a blue linen cote, since his dress is a heavier yellow wool flannel anyhow and he did not really need any extra warmth and I wanted something I could pop in the washer if need be since he is still messy when he eats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299965_10150447264277598_677902597_10969752_220621345_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/299965_10150447264277598_677902597_10969752_220621345_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David and I, with our signature "kiss" picture. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/302131_10150447347082598_677902597_10970468_167677891_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/302131_10150447347082598_677902597_10970468_167677891_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the evening we headed down to the creek, only to find it was all dried up. David became enflamed with desire to follow the dry creek bed so we all hiked down into it, (getting covered with cockaburrs in the process) and we found all sorts of interesting things while we were down there. David here is pausing before a large cliff that sloped down into the creek bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/310794_10150447349952598_677902597_10970490_1624647393_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/310794_10150447349952598_677902597_10970490_1624647393_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we finally crawled back up out of the creek bed and headed back to the dining hall we found dinner nearly ready to be served. We set out our "feast gear", as our bowls, plates, eating utensils and cups are so termed, and David invited several of the fighters to sit with us so we had interesting dinner partners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/319251_10150447351817598_677902597_10970498_37394611_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/319251_10150447351817598_677902597_10970498_37394611_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys did not eat much as they were too excited to sit still and spent most of their time running around with the other children. They missed out! We were served cheese-ale-and-bacon soup, roast leg of lamb with apple and nut salad and roast beef and leeks-and-onions. To top off the evening, one of our dining partners shared some of his homemade mead with us and an assortment of decadent desserts were laid out at the end for the enjoyment of the gathered company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/315842_10150447353532598_677902597_10970506_1726055714_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/315842_10150447353532598_677902597_10970506_1726055714_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun times.&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-6191253519316686494?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/6191253519316686494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=6191253519316686494&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6191253519316686494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6191253519316686494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/09/fields-of-cloth-and-gold-medieval-event.html' title='The Fields of Cloth and Gold Medieval Event'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-3394028765915843074</id><published>2011-09-27T12:51:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T12:58:30.714-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1780&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Colonial Fair'/><title type='text'>Jubilee Colonial Trade Fair</title><content type='html'>Thanks so much for the kind words about my 1780's dress! I was truly happy to get a chance to make one, and the event I wore it to did not fail my expectations. It was one of the best events I have ever been to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the 6th year for the annual Colonial Trade Fair at Jubilee. From talking to people at the event, it appears that this is the &lt;i style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only &lt;/i&gt;event like this in the central Illinois area. Some people I talked to journeyed from hours, even states, away to attend. We were lucky that we live only about a half hour from the park where the event is held. Here are David and Judah and I right before we left home:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/295743_10150458826512598_677902597_11039898_948047180_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/295743_10150458826512598_677902597_11039898_948047180_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a slightly chilly, slightly cloudy, windy morning. However, by the time we arrived at the park the skies had cleared and it turned out to be a perfect autumn day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/297603_10150458861372598_677902597_11040173_2062441948_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/297603_10150458861372598_677902597_11040173_2062441948_n.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right away people came up and introduced themselves. I have never been made to feel more at home by any reenactment group I have ever been acquainted with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/309649_10150458930707598_677902597_11040872_1051262410_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/309649_10150458930707598_677902597_11040872_1051262410_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I loved the location, tucked away in a hidden field at the wild and beautiful Jubilee state park. Gold and brown grasses, touched with crimson here and there, the bright blue sky and serene clouds, the trees just starting to turn from their summer green to gold. It was absolutely quiet with no city sounds or sights or smells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/294236_10150458831372598_677902597_11039914_1111897052_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/294236_10150458831372598_677902597_11039914_1111897052_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tucked away in a little hollow in the woods, down a short path, was the Indian Village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/302230_10150458896612598_677902597_11040570_1900107464_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/302230_10150458896612598_677902597_11040570_1900107464_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my favorite feature of the event. I was fascinated by the dome shaped wigwams, layered thick with handwoven mats and canvases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/321293_10150458898507598_677902597_11040597_857455922_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/321293_10150458898507598_677902597_11040597_857455922_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2006214965"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_2006214966"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One lady was drying pumpkin rings and roasting venison over a small fire. David asked her where she got her spit roaster and she told him how many beaver pelts she had to trade with the French to obtain it. (6)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/300470_10150458900532598_677902597_11040623_203514045_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/300470_10150458900532598_677902597_11040623_203514045_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was even a deer hanging in a tree nearby, that an Englishman had traded to her earlier in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/295727_10150458902392598_677902597_11040638_1899111862_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/295727_10150458902392598_677902597_11040638_1899111862_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beautiful lady was demonstrating the weaving of the thick mats that covered the wigwams. She explained to us that this was a process that women would have started in July and continued til it was too cold to make more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/318495_10150458908102598_677902597_11040673_961152172_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/318495_10150458908102598_677902597_11040673_961152172_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She talked about the process, and about how the mats were used. The wigwam is covered in three layers of mats. Each winter, the outer layer of mat moves closer to the inside, so the most weather-beaten set of mats are always the inner-most layer. After that, the mats become sleeping mats and once they are too worn even for that, they make good fire starters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a rope strung between trees that displayed the Indians beautiful fur pelts, used for trade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/296405_10150458919362598_677902597_11040724_1881790410_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/296405_10150458919362598_677902597_11040724_1881790410_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a lovely display of grains, vegetables and seeds with hand written labels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/294647_10150458921552598_677902597_11040748_1738752126_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a3.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/294647_10150458921552598_677902597_11040748_1738752126_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside of the woods atop a grassy knoll was Ford Todd, where the British were encamped. David fell into conversation with the artillery officer right away, who was very kind and showed us many interesting things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/316903_10150458833937598_677902597_11039933_1054523937_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/316903_10150458833937598_677902597_11039933_1054523937_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He invited us to sit with him in his camp, and Malachi made himself right at home. He is not a bit shy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/306371_10150458840277598_677902597_11039978_808981710_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/306371_10150458840277598_677902597_11039978_808981710_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we visited the British, the boys ran and played in the fields near the edge of the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/303079_10150458835902598_677902597_11039938_1119307493_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/303079_10150458835902598_677902597_11039938_1119307493_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judah found a feather. It was scraggly and dirty, but he thought it was beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/296949_10150458838902598_677902597_11039965_173496174_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/296949_10150458838902598_677902597_11039965_173496174_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a skirmish that broke out right in front of our eyes! Before we knew what was happening the French and the Indians and longhunters were shooting at the British and Scottish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/309663_10150458856452598_677902597_11040141_2029953414_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/309663_10150458856452598_677902597_11040141_2029953414_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our dear artillery officer silently got his mortar into action and contributed some frightening BOOMS to the scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/315804_10150458855342598_677902597_11040132_1599549946_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://a2.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/315804_10150458855342598_677902597_11040132_1599549946_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here one of the handsomely kilted Scotsmen fires his pistol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/303957_10150458862667598_677902597_11040174_1361281205_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/303957_10150458862667598_677902597_11040174_1361281205_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, one of the soldiers had to be killed by firing squad later, due to him carrying some suspicious information that, it seems, he was going to turn over to the enemy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/308098_10150458865357598_677902597_11040195_1726871478_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/308098_10150458865357598_677902597_11040195_1726871478_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wandered out to the general encampment area after that. Malachi took over my basket and demanded to carry it everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/300455_10150458874512598_677902597_11040285_1702250032_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/s720x720/300455_10150458874512598_677902597_11040285_1702250032_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came across this gentleman, who portrayed a voyager and described the history of this area of the Illinois river. He and Malachi became very fast friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/300015_10150458925047598_677902597_11040782_717345622_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/300015_10150458925047598_677902597_11040782_717345622_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malachi came to know him as "the nice cookie man" because he passed round a bag of crunchy oatmeal cookies that the boys ate and loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/299062_10150458929052598_677902597_11040846_15390728_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/299062_10150458929052598_677902597_11040846_15390728_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a couple we met towards the end of the day, who, it turns out, live just up the road from us! Talk about a small world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/299305_10150458966947598_677902597_11041135_1458195895_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a8.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/299305_10150458966947598_677902597_11041135_1458195895_n.jpg" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady makes beautiful reproduction jewelry and David bought me this pretty pair of earrings as a surprise gift. I was delighted and shall wear these often, not just for reenactments!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/305373_10150458975872598_677902597_11041226_1101051905_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a6.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/305373_10150458975872598_677902597_11041226_1101051905_n.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to sum it up, here are my kiddos and their quick-and-dirty 18th century outfits:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David - he wore his yellow twill 1860's short trousers. I sewed twill tape ties to the side to tighten up the fit around his knees, but I think that was unncessary. Since then, I have read that little boys could wear breeches that were loose at the hem, or drawn up with a drawstring. Oh well. Better informed for next time! He wore his linen 14th century shift and the one new item I made for him was his black wool overshirt/smock. It is square cut with a simple slit for the opening and is based on the smock descriptions in &lt;i&gt;Everyday Dress or Rural America 1783-1800. &lt;/i&gt;His hat is a green wool felt hat we got for $1 at the thrift store and I pinned it up at the side with a patriotic rosette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/316188_10150458965277598_677902597_11041125_654048710_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a7.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/316188_10150458965277598_677902597_11041125_654048710_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judah - he wore the same as David, but his hat was the quilted linen hat I made for my 1860s soldiers box that I pinned up into a quickie tricorn style. He wore red wool knitted stockings that I had had made for him a few years ago for reenacting. I was lucky they still fit him! Just barely, but they fit. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/309598_10150458961097598_677902597_11041105_1330121709_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/309598_10150458961097598_677902597_11041105_1330121709_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malachi - I did not have ANY time to make Malachi anything new or else I would have made the 18th century childs dress in &lt;i&gt;Costume in Detail &lt;/i&gt;for him. He wore his linen medieval shift and his regency drawstring gown and I shut my eyes and hoped for the best. No one seemed to mind his fashion was a little forward for the 1780's and he certainly enjoyed himself fully. I think a wide sash may have helped the look somewhat but I am relieved we at least all had something to wear when I had to throw all this together within a 5 day period! And I was glad he got to wear his regency gown again. It looks so adorable on him and I know by next year it will be too small for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/297526_10150458963337598_677902597_11041113_730567636_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/297526_10150458963337598_677902597_11041113_730567636_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here is my handsome hubby. :) He wore his breeches, shirt and waistcoat from his regency ensemble since there really is not a great deal of difference between 1780's breeches/waistcoats/shirts and 1800's breeches/waistcoats/shirts. His tail coat would have been somewhat too fashion forward though, so we had to make him a new coat. I contemplated making him a quick wool frock coat but realized that I really would not have time for that to do it properly. So we decided on a fringed linen hunting shirt. These were worn by &lt;i&gt;many &lt;/i&gt;of the men at the event so David did not feel out of place. I only got one row of fringe on the coat instead of the 2 rows I wanted to do, but I simply ran out of time. We sewed up his straw hat into a tricorn style and he was all set. I love this color brown on him. I think he is so cute. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/301018_10150458974617598_677902597_11041208_833364040_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/301018_10150458974617598_677902597_11041208_833364040_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really can't wait until next year and plan on making this event a regular one for us. We had to skip out on a Civil War event we usually do to go to this one, but we all agreed, it was worth it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-3394028765915843074?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/3394028765915843074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=3394028765915843074&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/3394028765915843074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/3394028765915843074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/09/jubilee-colonial-trade-fair.html' title='Jubilee Colonial Trade Fair'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-6077510733880176657</id><published>2011-09-25T11:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T11:58:41.018-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='1780&apos;s'/><title type='text'>1780's Printed Cotton Gown.</title><content type='html'>We have been planning to go to the Jubilee Colonial Trade Fair for a while, but it wasn't until Monday we decided that we were going to dress up for it instead of just wearing our modern clothes. So, after years and years and years of thinking about making an 18th century dress, I finally did it. We had a marvelous time at the fair and I will have pictures to share of the event but in the meantime, &amp;nbsp;here are a few of my finished dress.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mKro-_XvA3o/Tn9Wu4l8oTI/AAAAAAAADLQ/201l6Pfo6cc/s1600/colonial+pictures+087-1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mKro-_XvA3o/Tn9Wu4l8oTI/AAAAAAAADLQ/201l6Pfo6cc/s400/colonial+pictures+087-1.JPG" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We decided to go for a 1780's look since the years being portrayed at the fair spanned 1750-1790. Since I didn't have much time to make clothes for us, I wanted David to be able to use the breeches and shirt and waistcoat he already has; the ones he wore to the Jane Austen festival this past summer. I have always liked the 1780's so it wasn't very hard for me to decide on the 1780's. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The dress is a simple round gown, with a 2 piece back and a front bodice that wraps around to the meet the curved back seams. I have always thought these dresses would be hard to fit, but I was surprised to find it wasn't hard at all. The pattern for the dress I draped over my stays. As the day wore on, I did find that I started to get a few wrinkles across the abdomen. I think it is because I was wearing my full-gathered 1860's petticoats underneath this dress which made the abdomen protrude in the front a bit instead of lying flat. If I had flatter-fronted petticoats, I think the dress would not have wrinkled as much. The dress closes with pins.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPLCZUH9amM/Tn9YIMJd-QI/AAAAAAAADLU/b09xHdSz9Rw/s1600/colonial+pictures+037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XPLCZUH9amM/Tn9YIMJd-QI/AAAAAAAADLU/b09xHdSz9Rw/s400/colonial+pictures+037.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love the long, fitted sleeves of this decade so much. I drafted the sleeve based on a diagram in &lt;i&gt;Everyday Dress of Rural America: 1783-1800 &lt;/i&gt;by Meredith Wright and fine tuned the fit with a few mock ups. The way the sleeve is cut puts the lower arm on the bias so you can get a really tight fit on the arm that is still comfortable to wear. The back of the sleeve is very tall to fit into the very cut-away armscye on the back bodice. This gives a ton of flexibility in movement and is very comfortable to wear.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D2asGgP36Yg/Tn9aD_3o3QI/AAAAAAAADLY/xMOUYSWd6dg/s1600/colonial+pictures+082.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-D2asGgP36Yg/Tn9aD_3o3QI/AAAAAAAADLY/xMOUYSWd6dg/s400/colonial+pictures+082.JPG" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The skirt is 3 rectangular panels of fabric pleated to fit. The gown has a drop or apron front to the skirt, and the bodice closes over that. The skirt is longer in the back than in the front. I hemmed the dress to be just above the floor but found that it was really too long when I wore it whilst walking through grassy fields. On hard, level surfaces the length is okay.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't have any time at all to make any fun accessories for the dress so had to make do with repurposed items from the other eras I do. I wore my cotton voile kerchief tucked into the neckline and refashioned my 1860's neck bow to wear pinned on the bodice. I tied a black ribbon on my neck earlier in the day but found it distracting so took it off after a while. I used my new paisley wool shawl from &lt;a href="http://www.aldridgeclothiers.com/"&gt;Aldridge Clothiers&lt;/a&gt;. I wasn't sure if paisley shawls were worn in the 1780's but some quick google searches turned up statements that paisley shawls were popular fashion accessories from 1780-1870 so I decided to use it and I'm glad I did, as it was chilly! I wore my 1860's bum pad under the dress. I think next time I would like to make a larger bum pad that curves around onto the hips to give more side fullness to the skirts. I basted some white cotton lace to the ends of the sleeves. I don't know if the lace is correct (I'm guessing it's too "chunky" and square) but it gave a nice visual look from a little distance. I love touches of white on an otherwise, plain, dark dress. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I7jd4fPpjWU/Tn9cRSFYjiI/AAAAAAAADLc/mayOIe6Sj0I/s1600/colonial+pictures+061.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I7jd4fPpjWU/Tn9cRSFYjiI/AAAAAAAADLc/mayOIe6Sj0I/s400/colonial+pictures+061.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My one grave embarassment of the day was my hair. :( I was too ambitious, I suppose, and attempted to do my hair in a poufy frizzy, curly "hedgehog" style following an &lt;a href="http://stay-ingalive.blogspot.com/2009/10/ladys-hedgehog-hairstyle-tutorial.html"&gt;online tutorial&lt;/a&gt;. However, although the style looked nice after I finished it, it almost immediately began deflating and flopping and my curls went from tight to loose and I just looked disheveled and unkempt by the time the day was over. : / I was *so* mortified. Next time I will definitely go for a different hairstyle and will make a proper cap to cover up my head.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fXcrQODdXJ8/Tn9da7G7aAI/AAAAAAAADLg/gHShkAM-5Z0/s1600/colonial+pictures+075.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fXcrQODdXJ8/Tn9da7G7aAI/AAAAAAAADLg/gHShkAM-5Z0/s400/colonial+pictures+075.JPG" width="283" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all it was a hugely fun experience and I am a total fan of 1780's styles! I can't wait for opportunities to wear this dress again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-6077510733880176657?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/6077510733880176657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=6077510733880176657&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6077510733880176657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/6077510733880176657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/09/1780s-printed-cotton-gown.html' title='1780&apos;s Printed Cotton Gown.'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mKro-_XvA3o/Tn9Wu4l8oTI/AAAAAAAADLQ/201l6Pfo6cc/s72-c/colonial+pictures+087-1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-3212767147362644250</id><published>2011-09-20T16:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T16:30:37.264-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Stays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='18th century'/><title type='text'>J.P. Ryan 18th Century Strapless Stays</title><content type='html'>I found myself in nearly immediate need of a new set of 18th century stays. I furiously started cutting and sewing last night, after supper, and this afternoon finished these pink linen stays that I hope will suffice for our outing this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VtAjdMa-5Jk/TnkElvcSygI/AAAAAAAADLE/ve9wBjO-04U/s1600/pink+stays+009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VtAjdMa-5Jk/TnkElvcSygI/AAAAAAAADLE/ve9wBjO-04U/s400/pink+stays+009.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I was crunched for time, I whipped them up in the same manner of construction I use when making 1860's corsets. There are three layers; an outer layer of pink cotton (cut down from a skirt from Goodwill), an inner layer of white cotton sateen and a lining of canvas ticking. I ought to have used the canvas ticking for the inner layer, but oh well. The binding is of bias cut white cotton sateen. They are boned with zip ties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_AUNr5eqk0/TnkFPdzBNWI/AAAAAAAADLI/YV6KpSSxi-M/s1600/pink+stays+005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-w_AUNr5eqk0/TnkFPdzBNWI/AAAAAAAADLI/YV6KpSSxi-M/s400/pink+stays+005.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are made exactly to the J.P. Ryan pattern, with no changes whatsoever to the pattern pieces. I did make a mock up last night and pinned it together in the back. The length seemed fine, but it was a little big (I like a big gap in the back) but I figured that with 3 layers of fabric and boning in the final version, it would be a little smaller than the mock up anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nDbQ_DI3l-w/TnkFjdNqcnI/AAAAAAAADLM/VYn4gZltx50/s1600/pink+stays+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nDbQ_DI3l-w/TnkFjdNqcnI/AAAAAAAADLM/VYn4gZltx50/s400/pink+stays+006.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The finished version seems to fit. . .okay. . .but it is really &lt;i&gt;not &lt;/i&gt;flattering in the least. It makes my waist bigger and my bust smaller. Is this really the look that I am going for? The pattern did say that this was a working garment, made for flexibility of movement and that the waist measure when wearing the stays will probably be larger than the waist measure without the stays. But it doesn't give at tidy trim waist and support the bosom in a high rounded shape like I am used to. In fact it seems to smush the bosom together for a monoboob effect. I am so used to gussets or shaped seams creating "cups" for the bust this is very strange to me and I don't know if I am doing something wrong, or if this is just the way it is supposed to be. Any 18th century experts have any advice or opinions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to draping the dress. . .hmmm. . .thinking about it now that I see these photos, I wonder if making a few more eyelets towards the bottom of the stays will help draw the waist in more, and make my bust feel more supported, since the stays would be pushing up off the hips more so then they are doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-3212767147362644250?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/3212767147362644250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=3212767147362644250&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/3212767147362644250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/3212767147362644250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/09/jp-ryan-18th-century-strapless-stays.html' title='J.P. Ryan 18th Century Strapless Stays'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VtAjdMa-5Jk/TnkElvcSygI/AAAAAAAADLE/ve9wBjO-04U/s72-c/pink+stays+009.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-5853128128802317938</id><published>2011-09-16T14:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T14:19:34.347-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>~ Plummy Medieval Sweet ~</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow evening at Fields of Cloth and Gold&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;there will be a dessert potluck. Although any kind of dessert is welcomed, I decided to try to find a somewhat authentic dish to bring. This is my take on a period 14th century recipe for "&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.godecookery.com/mtrans/mtrans06.htm"&gt;Chireseye&lt;/a&gt;"; &lt;/i&gt;only I, finding cherries no longer in season, substituted fresh farmers-market plums instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7WolOSPi3J4/TnObdTqfy3I/AAAAAAAADK8/J_D3NNvsx-Y/s1600/plum+pudding+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7WolOSPi3J4/TnObdTqfy3I/AAAAAAAADK8/J_D3NNvsx-Y/s400/plum+pudding+003.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found the recipe at the fantastic resource, &lt;a href="http://www.godecookery.com/mtrans/mtrans06.htm"&gt;Gode Cookery&lt;/a&gt;. This particular recipe called for simple ingredients that I had on hand, except for, of course, the cherries. The original instructions call for preparing this dish during the Feast of St. John the Baptist, which was in late June - cherry season! Since we are now into the latter parts of September plums are just finishing up their season so are readily available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pitted and chopped three plums and cooked them in a tiny bit of water and a sprinkling of sugar over low heat until the fruit was soft enough to mash. I mashed it as best I could with a potato masher and then stirred in a little bit of butter and a splash of red wine. I didn't have any homemade white bread on hand so crumbled up 8 slices of cheapy Wal-Mart-brand white sandwich bread and stirred that in too. I added a tiny bit more sugar and cooked it all over low heat for just a minute or two. Then I poured it into a buttered bowl and baked it at 350 for about an hour. The unbaked mixture was thick and gloopy but since I won't be serving this until tomorrow evening, I figured that baking the mixture was a better way of preserving it. Who wants to eat thick, cold, gloopy plum pudding? It baked into the consistency of bread pudding, with a crust on top and still a bit gloopy on the bottom. However, the bottom is protected by the crust on top. I finished it off by "strewing thereon sugar". The boys ate the scrapings left in the bowl and fought over the spoon. It's amazing how just a few simple ingredients can become something so tasty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is even more amazing is making a recipe that is over five hundred years old. It is a connection to the past that hits me even more that sewing period clothing. It's awesome. :) Speaking of period clothing though, I finished refitting my kirtle yesterday and here it is with the new apron and coif.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jLXxp3vfCqk/TnOcgUrpfTI/AAAAAAAADLA/1dSYhPxk588/s1600/kirtle+001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jLXxp3vfCqk/TnOcgUrpfTI/AAAAAAAADLA/1dSYhPxk588/s400/kirtle+001.JPG" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like it much better in this version. The issues&lt;a href="http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2010/11/finished-pictures-wool-medeival-kirtle.html"&gt; I had with the old version&lt;/a&gt; are almost completely gone (wrinkling along the torso and at the back; pulling at the neckline, too-poufy sleeves, plus the whole lack of support for the bosom that got worse as I lost weight.) I can't wait to wear it tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-5853128128802317938?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/5853128128802317938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=5853128128802317938&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/5853128128802317938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/5853128128802317938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/09/plummy-medieval-sweet.html' title='~ Plummy Medieval Sweet ~'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7WolOSPi3J4/TnObdTqfy3I/AAAAAAAADK8/J_D3NNvsx-Y/s72-c/plum+pudding+003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-7409559765409172820</id><published>2011-09-14T15:49:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T15:52:53.479-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='My Babies'/><title type='text'>Judah Turns Four</title><content type='html'>Happy Birthday, little man. Four years ago I was made a mother for a second time when you were put into my arms, a squalling, red-faced, fat little bundle. Daddy and I named you Judah, because Judah means Praise and we were so happy that God had given you to us. Your older brother, David, was 11 months old and was curious about you, your tiny clenched fingers and curled up toes. Later, he became your best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jZlh65IKbzc/TnEL-FGUpsI/AAAAAAAADKg/uHe8Lv-2OMc/s1600/414.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jZlh65IKbzc/TnEL-FGUpsI/AAAAAAAADKg/uHe8Lv-2OMc/s400/414.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Newborn Judah!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you got bigger you always had a smile on your face. You were always cheerful and perfectly content with your life. Food and toys and snuggle time were all you required for perfect satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2UngF8TNyHY/TnEMsFsnrQI/AAAAAAAADKk/NY-WZSOlgcE/s1600/287.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2UngF8TNyHY/TnEMsFsnrQI/AAAAAAAADKk/NY-WZSOlgcE/s400/287.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 months!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you were not-quite-one, your new accomplishment was proudly declaring to anyone who would listen, "I, Judah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fCU7zNhI9ts/TnEOOZuQRRI/AAAAAAAADKo/9rWFbB2dJpQ/s1600/1849.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fCU7zNhI9ts/TnEOOZuQRRI/AAAAAAAADKo/9rWFbB2dJpQ/s400/1849.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;11 months!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You grew into an obsession with cars and tractors and airplanes and trains that you are still holding fast to. Back then you liked them because they could move on the floor. Now you set up intricate convoys and make appropriate sound effects for all motor vehicles. Each kind has their own sound, and you can make them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HGprA1lj6CY/TnEPwojLEfI/AAAAAAAADKs/VSLf0MDoa9U/s1600/2358.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HGprA1lj6CY/TnEPwojLEfI/AAAAAAAADKs/VSLf0MDoa9U/s400/2358.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;13 months! On the train at Wildlife Prairie Park!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You loved moving to our little country home. You loved helping with anything Mommy and Daddy did. You loved performing your little chores, taking care of your animals and helping with everything from cooking to weeding to putting laundry in the dryer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xft-HP5Ifgw/TnEQ8bsgflI/AAAAAAAADKw/op3DjchIMDw/s1600/2676.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xft-HP5Ifgw/TnEQ8bsgflI/AAAAAAAADKw/op3DjchIMDw/s400/2676.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;2 Years old! Loving the country life. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You began to look so tall and so boyish. Somehow, someway, the rolls of baby fat disappeared from your little cheeks and wrists and your face lengthened and matured. Still, your smile was the same. The eyes were the same, with the same long, long black eyelashes. You grew. You laughed. You ran. You learned to kick balls, look for bugs, and climb trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7ll9ITBhjc/TnERyJHWG5I/AAAAAAAADK0/i0B5R9ewEfE/s1600/020.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-g7ll9ITBhjc/TnERyJHWG5I/AAAAAAAADK0/i0B5R9ewEfE/s400/020.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 Years old!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you are four. You are in your last year before you start &lt;i&gt;kindergarten &lt;/i&gt;and tonight you will start AWANA clubs at the church Mommy went to when she was a little girl. You have learned your memory verses and can recite them perfectly for your teacher. You are a pride and joy and make Mommy and Daddy so very happy. We love you, little son. Happy fourth birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ujr7xcI55kU/TnETMoWzB4I/AAAAAAAADK4/JZzCb11fAhQ/s1600/jubilee+039.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Ujr7xcI55kU/TnETMoWzB4I/AAAAAAAADK4/JZzCb11fAhQ/s400/jubilee+039.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;4 Years old! At Jubilee&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-7409559765409172820?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/7409559765409172820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=7409559765409172820&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/7409559765409172820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/7409559765409172820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/09/judah-turns-four.html' title='Judah Turns Four'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jZlh65IKbzc/TnEL-FGUpsI/AAAAAAAADKg/uHe8Lv-2OMc/s72-c/414.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-437180981460192725</id><published>2011-09-12T15:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T15:05:49.442-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paternosters'/><title type='text'>Paternoster Beads</title><content type='html'>I just like the word "paternoster". I don't know why. I like the way it sounds. So, although I am not sure if the stranded beaded devices we made today are period-correctly referred to as "rosaries" or "paternosters" I like the word paternoster. I think technically the paternoster beads are the big beads that divide the smaller ones, but, I have heard of the whole kit and kaboodle referred to as paternosters too, so, for what it is worth, that's what we will go with until further research shows us otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0LVO40CSDPc/Tm5gHpdx2aI/AAAAAAAADJ8/nBKtq1szyqE/s1600/rosary+015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0LVO40CSDPc/Tm5gHpdx2aI/AAAAAAAADJ8/nBKtq1szyqE/s400/rosary+015.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today the boys made their paternosters. No, we are not Catholic in modern life but in the 14th century, in the area we are portraying that we live, being Catholic was &lt;i&gt;the &lt;/i&gt;Christian religion. If you were not Catholic, you were not a Christian, speaking in broad general terms. Even people on the lower class end of things had their rosaries and little children could also carry ones made of inexpensive materials.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F-8ZpHMsfU4/Tm5grqmlc7I/AAAAAAAADKA/MKkvTmYMLdA/s1600/rosary+006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F-8ZpHMsfU4/Tm5grqmlc7I/AAAAAAAADKA/MKkvTmYMLdA/s400/rosary+006.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the SCA the area of religion is treated very cautiously. Officially, religious ceremonies are not a part of the SCA due to desire for tolerance and peace among the members, who may have diverse and clashing faiths. Respect and honor for each person is key. However, historically religious symbols are okay in some cases to use as part of your personal appearance, as long as you do not publically use them to put down or offend another person or to appear holier-than-thou. Rosaries are allowed, no matter what your modern-day faith may be, as long as you treat them with respect and reverence as being religious symbols that another may hold very dear. So, you would not wear one as a bracelet or necklace (according to an SCA handbook I read, at least, as there are historic images documenting the practice of wearing rosaries as necklaces or bracelets) or in other non-reverent ways, for instance. Historically they were worn looped over a belt or held in the hands or pinned to ones clothing with a brooch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P8oL7kYkNvs/Tm5hbKJlK7I/AAAAAAAADKE/mex-0RXhTAM/s1600/rosary+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P8oL7kYkNvs/Tm5hbKJlK7I/AAAAAAAADKE/mex-0RXhTAM/s400/rosary+010.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made these to be worn over a belt. They were a very fun afternoon project to work on with the boys. Not only did they make something very beautiful and useful, they also practiced sorting and counting skills and pattern making skills. (10 small beads, 1 large bead, etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UprO4SUuD_E/Tm5iUmGhMxI/AAAAAAAADKI/eKGKyvtypS0/s1600/rosary+013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UprO4SUuD_E/Tm5iUmGhMxI/AAAAAAAADKI/eKGKyvtypS0/s400/rosary+013.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used wooden beads. We got a big package of them at Jo Anns for a few dollars and they came in three colors; black, brown and off white. The boys sorted them so they each got their own color and the big rectangular wooden beads were used as the paternoster beads. I made sure to pick beads that had large holes so the boys would be able to thread them onto the linen cord with ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6tYhx8Hx3Ik/Tm5i6azLCLI/AAAAAAAADKM/qrplzRS_LdE/s1600/rosary+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6tYhx8Hx3Ik/Tm5i6azLCLI/AAAAAAAADKM/qrplzRS_LdE/s400/rosary+012.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malachi began making his, but soon tired of it so I had to finish his for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EFv3Wjhsoa8/Tm5jnu-izrI/AAAAAAAADKU/D-QU0PjqsNY/s1600/rosary+016.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EFv3Wjhsoa8/Tm5jnu-izrI/AAAAAAAADKU/D-QU0PjqsNY/s400/rosary+016.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the beads were threaded onto the cord, we tied off the ends and attached a cross pendant at one end, and a tassel at the other. Judah wanted to use some teal colored wool yarn for his tassel. He held loop the yarn to make the tassel. I think it came out to puffy looking but he is very pleased with it, which I suppose is all that matters! David wanted to use yellow cotton embroidery floss for his tassel. Cotton is not very period correct, but when this tassel begins to look frowsy we can replace it with something more suitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TsG3ZDsHZYY/Tm5kf20XclI/AAAAAAAADKY/gnuQfSpOof4/s1600/rosary+018.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TsG3ZDsHZYY/Tm5kf20XclI/AAAAAAAADKY/gnuQfSpOof4/s400/rosary+018.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The older two boys kept theirs in a strand, but for Malachi I tied his into a loop. For his pendant I used a metal washer and a small cross charm from an old necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bJK4X_QTw6I/Tm5lw5ZoNQI/AAAAAAAADKc/UrjQ9viyM4A/s1600/rosary+020.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bJK4X_QTw6I/Tm5lw5ZoNQI/AAAAAAAADKc/UrjQ9viyM4A/s400/rosary+020.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think they came out very prettily indeed. There are 40 small beads on each one. The ones I am making for David and I will have 50 small beads, made of white wood, interspersed with fake red coral beads made from glass (which is a period technique for less affluent people!) We each have a much larger cross to attach to the ends of ours. I think they will be very pretty too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some links I found helpful:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.larsdatter.com/rosaries.htm"&gt;Larsdatters - Rosaries and Paternosters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fridayvalentine.com/rafaella/kingdom_AS/rosary.pdf"&gt;A Trio of Paternosters - Catholic Devotional Beads of the Middle Ages - (PDF file)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sca.org.au/stow/rosary.pdf"&gt;The Medieval Rosary (PDF file)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-437180981460192725?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/437180981460192725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=437180981460192725&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/437180981460192725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/437180981460192725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/09/paternoster-beads.html' title='Paternoster Beads'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0LVO40CSDPc/Tm5gHpdx2aI/AAAAAAAADJ8/nBKtq1szyqE/s72-c/rosary+015.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-8591210672489209621</id><published>2011-09-05T13:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T13:55:08.604-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='14th century'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coif'/><title type='text'>Medieval Simple Linen Coif</title><content type='html'>Another handsewn project finished. This little coif was inspired by the infamous coif of St. Birgitta, which you can read about (and find links to tutorials/others interpretations of) at this link: &lt;a href="http://m-silkwork.blogspot.com/2008/11/womens-caps.html"&gt;Medieval Silkwork - Women's Caps&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4pUHFCYVBa0/TmUZCUpFMhI/AAAAAAAADJs/9IRdZozPZCY/s1600/birthday+111.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4pUHFCYVBa0/TmUZCUpFMhI/AAAAAAAADJs/9IRdZozPZCY/s400/birthday+111.JPG" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mine is a very simple and plain version made of the same linen as my apron. The cap is constructed of two identical halves, that fit the head closely and form a pouch for the hair at the nape of the neck. In the link above you can find links to drawings of the pattern shape. I achieved my pattern through draping and am happy with how the finished cap fits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RB88rGkUxrs/TmUZa60xqhI/AAAAAAAADJw/iq4vmy3Unvc/s1600/birthday+103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RB88rGkUxrs/TmUZa60xqhI/AAAAAAAADJw/iq4vmy3Unvc/s400/birthday+103.JPG" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The two halves are sewn to a band that goes around the face. The lower edge of the seam on the back of the cap is left open for a few inches , then the lower edges pleated/gathered and sewed to the band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-beEuAsaa4cU/TmUaNjRmv6I/AAAAAAAADJ0/f96JB0BS-DE/s1600/birthday+108.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-beEuAsaa4cU/TmUaNjRmv6I/AAAAAAAADJ0/f96JB0BS-DE/s400/birthday+108.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band forms a loop which goes around the head twice. This makes the cap very secure. The halves are joined with a very simple herringbone stitch which makes a nice decorative pattern on the otherwise very plain cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O4DSWvYS-AI/TmUa4yo2NbI/AAAAAAAADJ4/bxnKr4ZLMiE/s1600/birthday+102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-O4DSWvYS-AI/TmUa4yo2NbI/AAAAAAAADJ4/bxnKr4ZLMiE/s400/birthday+102.JPG" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cap can be worn as is, or used as a base to which to pin a veil. I don't think it is the most &lt;i&gt;flattering &lt;/i&gt;head covering but it is still very cute and I am quite happy with how it came out. :) And it's such a simple cut, it would be easy to get away with wearing a cap like this in modern life if desired!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-8591210672489209621?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/8591210672489209621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=8591210672489209621&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/8591210672489209621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/8591210672489209621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/09/medieval-simple-linen-coif.html' title='Medieval Simple Linen Coif'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4pUHFCYVBa0/TmUZCUpFMhI/AAAAAAAADJs/9IRdZozPZCY/s72-c/birthday+111.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-1827845136273669644</id><published>2011-09-04T11:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T11:04:54.433-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Smocked Apron'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCA'/><title type='text'>Medieval Smocked Apron</title><content type='html'>With our next medieval event (see below post) coming up soon, I am working on a few accessories to help round out our outfits and give a more finished, complete look to our overall impressions. The impression we are shooting for is roughly later 14th century laboring class. In idealistic imaginings upon the subject, I rather picture our family as working tenants on a small manor in rural England. We live in a small but relatively comfortable home, cultivate fields for both ourselves and our landlord and keep a few animals for livestock. We are not beggars but not wealthy, either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, whatever the case may be, the fact is, clothing for medieval reenacting can be expensive, even if you sew it yourself. The reason? The materials are expensive! Wool is the ideal choice for tunics, cotes, kirtles, cloaks, what-have-you, and linen is used for undergarments and possibly as linings. (I have found only one example of an actual linen tunic/cote/thing and the vastly common fabric used seems to have been wool). Silk - well, I don't use silk very often. All three of those fabrics these days are very expensive. When you take into consideration that things ought to be at least partially, if not fully lined, your costs can be doubled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that being said, a new outfit for each of us is really out of the question right now. I have found pure linen and wool skirts at Goodwill for a few dollars each so I think I can make each of the boys a sleeveless surcote to add a more finished look. For myself, I am making a few accessory items that I hope will add interest to my plain and ubiquitous greenish-blue wool gown. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The project I have been working on is a white linen smocked apron. From the first event we ever went to I knew I needed an apron, and one of my favorite blogs, &lt;a href="http://www.m-silkwork.blogspot.com/"&gt;Medieval Silkworks&lt;/a&gt;, recently posted about a &lt;a href="http://m-silkwork.blogspot.com/2011/08/smocked-apron-finished.html"&gt;smocked apron&lt;/a&gt;. I read some tutorials and did some research and looked at others interpretations of this useful, pretty accessory and began my own version.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-mBdN72W30/TmOfm2Pe3qI/AAAAAAAADJg/CdYxd4E9PXU/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-mBdN72W30/TmOfm2Pe3qI/AAAAAAAADJg/CdYxd4E9PXU/s400/images.jpg" width="196" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used some white linen I got earlier this year from Fabric-store.com. Going off of another persons interpretation of the apron, I cut a rectangle of linen appx. 27" x 24" (the long edge being the top). I cartridge pleated the top of the apron and smocked it using a honeycomb stitch. Here is a photo of the apron-in-progress, showing the rows of the honeycomb smocking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KN1SqBO42BE/TmOdw76aQII/AAAAAAAADJY/2N268b8vbiA/s1600/smock+002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KN1SqBO42BE/TmOdw76aQII/AAAAAAAADJY/2N268b8vbiA/s400/smock+002.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end result was *way* too small. : / I about cried when I saw how little the apron smocked up to be. It was too short and way too narrow at the top. I was determined to not be defeated by it, though, so pieced on extra fabric at the sides and an extra bit at the bottom, too, to widen and lengthen the apron. I then smocked the extensions to match the original smocking. That problem was solved. Another problem was a drawn thread I had drawn out of the linen to mark a cutting line. It ran above the bottom edge of the original piece of linen I used for the apron. It looked ugly so I embroidered a chain stitch along the line, using threads I pulled out of the linen fabric. Now it looks intentional. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sAhSGND5XFU/TmOfX0dtfUI/AAAAAAAADJc/mRGfiYeQmgw/s1600/smocking+and+cap+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sAhSGND5XFU/TmOfX0dtfUI/AAAAAAAADJc/mRGfiYeQmgw/s400/smocking+and+cap+004.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finishing the seams, hemming the apron all round and sewing it to a waistband with long ties, here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fnk86KjngA8/TmOgRm2xjKI/AAAAAAAADJk/i-gmWaUMwsI/s1600/apron+014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fnk86KjngA8/TmOgRm2xjKI/AAAAAAAADJk/i-gmWaUMwsI/s400/apron+014.JPG" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HyQJgRqM4r8/TmOg3oqmncI/AAAAAAAADJo/x7b4Mv9hdLc/s1600/apron+010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HyQJgRqM4r8/TmOg3oqmncI/AAAAAAAADJo/x7b4Mv9hdLc/s400/apron+010.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I washed it after it was completed to remove the markings for the smocking and it dried very stiff. So excuse any stiffness in the photo. I know after it is used and washed multiple times it will become much softer. I sewed this completely by hand and was jarred whilst working on it to feel such a connection to the project. It took a little longer than machine sewing, but all in all it was only the work of three evenings. I like knowing that I have a project made in the period correct way. Maybe more completely handsewn items will be in my future. I would be daunted by something big and meant to take a lot of stress, but for smaller things, it is very pleasant. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-1827845136273669644?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/1827845136273669644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=1827845136273669644&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/1827845136273669644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/1827845136273669644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/09/medieval-smocked-apron.html' title='Medieval Smocked Apron'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-mBdN72W30/TmOfm2Pe3qI/AAAAAAAADJg/CdYxd4E9PXU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-2619013009576302064</id><published>2011-09-02T08:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T10:30:50.264-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SCA'/><title type='text'>Fields of Cloth and Gold</title><content type='html'>A small announcement for our next SCA event! If you live in or near central Illinois you are invited to come to the Fields of Cloth and Gold Tournament and Feast, September 16th, 17th, and 18th at Camp Wakonda in Chillicothe, IL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8dQSddyhfY/TmDVyzxGKDI/AAAAAAAADJQ/V5S5mKOy86Q/s1600/08-502959.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8dQSddyhfY/TmDVyzxGKDI/AAAAAAAADJQ/V5S5mKOy86Q/s400/08-502959.jpg" width="328" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cost is $20 for adults, $5 for children ages 12-17, free for children 11 and under. This includes your camping fee and breakfast, lunch and feast on Saturday. The link to the Barony of Illiton's webpage for this event is here:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.illiton.org/Illiton/The_Fields_of_Cloth_and_Gold.html"&gt;The Fields of Cloth and Gold&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hbz8PogddZE/TmDWBnNCJ-I/AAAAAAAADJU/nHs7D62Zf6s/s1600/Chickfeeding%252520from%252520Luttrell%252520Psalter.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hbz8PogddZE/TmDWBnNCJ-I/AAAAAAAADJU/nHs7D62Zf6s/s320/Chickfeeding%252520from%252520Luttrell%252520Psalter.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having personally been to Camp Wakonda several memorable times in the past, I am fully aware of just how appropriate this lovely, wooded, rural setting is for an event like this. I am *very* excited about going and camping for our first overnight SCA event and hope to see many of you there! I'm working on getting a few new things made to help round our our wardrobes before then. The image above gives a hint of my current project, which is nearly finished. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a brief history of the *real* Fields of Cloth &lt;i&gt;of &lt;/i&gt;Gold, see this link:&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Field_of_the_Cloth_of_Gold"&gt;Fields of Cloth of Gold&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-2619013009576302064?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/2619013009576302064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=2619013009576302064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/2619013009576302064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/2619013009576302064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/09/fields-of-cloth-and-gold.html' title='Fields of Cloth and Gold'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r8dQSddyhfY/TmDVyzxGKDI/AAAAAAAADJQ/V5S5mKOy86Q/s72-c/08-502959.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-842620510362693795</id><published>2011-08-30T10:02:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T10:04:34.627-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cooking'/><title type='text'>Honey Oat Griddlecakes</title><content type='html'>One of the boys favorite breakfast items is pancakes. I cannot complain. My own very favorite breakfast food was pancakes when I was a little girl. Growing up, my family adored pancakes. We would have them for breakfast and sometimes for supper, too. With or without eggs or sausage or bacon, pancakes were a staple in our household. What is not to love? They are light, fluffy, with delicious brown crispy edges, soaked with the flavors of melting butter and maple syrup and they are cheap to produce by the dozens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qwPDWdvYCWc/Tlz6gpRy-wI/AAAAAAAADJI/xj4KarZYQjM/s1600/blog+004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qwPDWdvYCWc/Tlz6gpRy-wI/AAAAAAAADJI/xj4KarZYQjM/s400/blog+004.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband is not very fond of pancakes. He calls them "Chick Food". By which term he means, I have found, after much speculation and questioning, an item that is not deep fried or consisting largely of meat. He scorns the lowly Pancake as being merely filler food. At first I resented such accusations and clung to my precious pancakes despite the sighs and complaints that would inevitably issue forth from David's mouth whenever we sat down to a pancake breakfast or supper. Now, after learning more about nutrition and proper eating, I realize that, well, he is right. Your typical made-with-white-flour pancake is NOT very good for you at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I still like to eat them from time to time. And the boys adore pancakes. So we often have them, although I typically will eat only one or two with a little organic peanut butter, and a few eggs on the side for a protein boost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the recipe we use. They are yummy with applesauce and cinnamon, although the boys mostly prefer the un-healthy option of butter and syrup. And if any are left over, the boys love them as a snack later in the day, folded around a filling of peanut butter and a few banana slices.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3 TB oil or melted butter (the melted butter tastes a million times better!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 egg&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 and 1/4 c. warm milk&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 tsp. vanilla&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 TB honey&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3 1/2 tsp. baking powder&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;1/2 tsp. salt&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;1 c. flour&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;3/4 c. oats (we use old fashioned oats)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mix oil (or melted butter), egg milk, vanilla and honey in large bowl. In a small bowl combine the dry ingredients, then add to the wet. Mix til flour is just incorporated - batter will definitely still be lumpy! Cook over medium-high heat for 1-2 minutes per side or until golden brown and cooked all the way through. Makes appx. 12 medium size pancakes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fhyOuBWwYMI/Tlz7STJdkAI/AAAAAAAADJM/ws-Qg1Dsfkg/s1600/blog+012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fhyOuBWwYMI/Tlz7STJdkAI/AAAAAAAADJM/ws-Qg1Dsfkg/s400/blog+012.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Enough for three small boys for breakfast and, depending on their appetite, with three pancakes left over for a mid-afternoon snack.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-842620510362693795?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/842620510362693795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=842620510362693795&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/842620510362693795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/842620510362693795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/08/honey-oat-griddlecakes.html' title='Honey Oat Griddlecakes'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qwPDWdvYCWc/Tlz6gpRy-wI/AAAAAAAADJI/xj4KarZYQjM/s72-c/blog+004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-244570513899155767</id><published>2011-08-29T15:03:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T10:32:12.708-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sale'/><title type='text'>Annual Autumnal Blog Yard Sale! Pt. 2</title><content type='html'>Wow, thank you all so much for the fantastic responses I've received from my last post. You all are amazing! I am truly flattered that so many of you like my clothing. Fellow historic-style enthusiasts are the best. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have unearthed several more items:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2009/11/1820s-gown-finished-photos.html"&gt;Pink Printed Cotton 1820's Dress&lt;/a&gt;. This dress is made with a combination of machine and hand sewing. All stitching visible from the outside has been done by hand. The bodice is gathered at the waist over a darted to fit lining and the center front closes with hooks and eyes. The skirt opens at the side for a dogleg closure. Full leg-o-mutton style sleeves with a placket at the wrist that can be worn hooked shut or open and pushed up for working. The skirt is made of three 45" panels and the hem is finished with a hem facing. Worn only a few times. &lt;b&gt;Like the 1830's dress in the last post, this dress also has several spots that I believe came from grease splatters (why grease splatters?) The spots have faded with being soaked in biz, but still show up a bit as a slightly yellowish area on the fabric. It is not that noticeable, but they are there. &lt;/b&gt;$25&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2665/4068736440_33745356ae.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2665/4068736440_33745356ae.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 &lt;b&gt;SOLD&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;strike&gt;&lt;a href="http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/02/nancy-drew-1940s-dress.html"&gt; Brown Cotton 1940's Style Dress&lt;/a&gt;. This dress is made from a semi sheer gauzy cotton material. Made in a 1940's style from my own pattern. It has gathers below the bust, a fitted midriff and a lightly gathered skirt that comes to just below the knee. Short sleeves with gathered caps. I adore this dress but it is too big for me now. Worn only a few times. $25&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rX0OZFeldBA/TV1zocm3iZI/AAAAAAAAC4s/d7vE7b3p93s/s400/1940%2527s+Dress+008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rX0OZFeldBA/TV1zocm3iZI/AAAAAAAAC4s/d7vE7b3p93s/s400/1940%2527s+Dress+008.JPG" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;3. 1860's Style Winter Hood. From my own pattern, representative of hoods of the mid-19th century. The outer layer is a wool or wool blend fabric (thrifted, so unsure of absolute fiber content) in a gray and red and brown plaid. Interlined with wool and lined with white silk with brim quilting in red cotton thread. Worn for two seasons but the color clashes with my current hennaed hair color. Warm and light. :) $15&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ka2pEHTDFWM/SsEULzjP3cI/AAAAAAAABb4/e2mVrWxqz5A/s400/Danville+2009+051+resize.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ka2pEHTDFWM/SsEULzjP3cI/AAAAAAAABb4/e2mVrWxqz5A/s400/Danville+2009+051+resize.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting go through my 1860's thing, so they there may be a post with several of those gowns at some point in the future. If there is anything in particular you are interested in, let me know. Almost all of my gowns no longer fit me as I want them to, with the exception of my swiss waist/sheer bodice/silk skirt and my new blue cotton gown. : / I'm still trying to decide if I really want to part with any of them or if I want to try to remake them. I know I will just make new ones anyway, so these really do need to go. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6237278258771812379-244570513899155767?l=romantichistory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/feeds/244570513899155767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6237278258771812379&amp;postID=244570513899155767&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/244570513899155767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6237278258771812379/posts/default/244570513899155767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://romantichistory.blogspot.com/2011/08/annual-autumnal-blog-yard-sale-pt-2.html' title='Annual Autumnal Blog Yard Sale! Pt. 2'/><author><name>Sarah Jane</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06713535191616985475</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Pu28AAabHXA/TxYhgQxRRdI/AAAAAAAADsY/LKzuaNz6du8/s220/cap%2B009.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2665/4068736440_33745356ae_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6237278258771812379.post-4107314554446611190</id><published>2011-08-28T09:04:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T10:42:27.728-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sale'/><title type='text'>Annual Autumnal Blog Yard Sale!</title><content type='html'>It is that time of year again. The time of year I find myself making the grand switch from summer clothes to fall/winter clothes and purging and organizing our various wardrobes in a way that will best comply with the tiny closets this house is, unfortunately, equipped with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to loosing weight this summer I have some items that no longer fit me, or that I no longer have a use for. I would be very happy to see this things get a new home where they can be used and loved! It makes me very sad to part with several of these garments but, well, what can one do? Make new ones, I suppose! I have a very bad habit of sewing gowns and then literally &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;wearing them. : / Most of the things listed here fall into that category.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in no particular order, here they are. &lt;b&gt;Please Note: All these items are "approximately" a modern size 10/12, for a 5' 4" tall woman with a DD bust. For SPECIFIC measurements PLEASE contE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3237/3128812753_6cdc8efb70.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3237/3128812753_6cdc8efb70.jpg" width="287" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;u&gt;. &lt;b&gt;~PENDING~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;White Cotton Regency Stays, from my own pattern. These stays are the product of my experimentation with "transitional" style stays for the early regency era. They are made of white cotton twill and lined with plain white cotton. They have gathered cups for the bosom instead of gussets and lace up the front. They are boned with zip ties. These stays have a combination of hand and machine stitching. Worn only a few times. &lt;b&gt;$45&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ka2pEHTDFWM/Sv8nCxJCKnI/AAAAAAAABu4/_32Gwena4As/s400/vest+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ka2pEHTDFWM/Sv8nCxJCKnI/AAAAAAAABu4/_32Gwena4As/s400/vest+005.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ka2pEHTDFWM/Sv8nDMzbUSI/AAAAAAAABvA/tNIBXKP1ZZ4/s400/vest+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ka2pEHTDFWM/Sv8nDMzbUSI/AAAAAAAABvA/tNIBXKP1ZZ4/s400/vest+007.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;strike&gt; ~PENDING~ Dull Green Print 1830's Cotton Day Dress, from my own pattern. This dress is sewn with a combination of machine and hand stitching (all stitching that can be seen from the outside is done by hand). It features a front-closing bodice for ease of use with a nursing baby and an offset waistband closure (dog leg closure). The bodice is tucked to fit over a darted lining. The sleeves feature a broad puff at the top over a fitted undersleeve. The skirt is appx. 130" at the hem and is finished with a hem facing. &lt;b&gt;This dress was worn only a few times but it does have a few grease splatter marks on the lower left side of the front skirt. The spots have been almost entirely removed by washing but traces of them remain. Therefore, I am not asking much for this dress. It would be a great working-impression dress as is, and the spots are entirely covered if you wear an apron. $25&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ka2pEHTDFWM/SxPKRsceS2I/AAAAAAAABxQ/JtMFaCYBmX4/s400/1830+dress+bodice+008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ka2pEHTDFWM/SxPKRsceS2I/AAAAAAAABxQ/JtMFaCYBmX4/s400/1830+dress+bodice+008.jpg" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;~PENDING~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Pink Victorian Style Corset, from the Laughing Moon Victorian Corset pattern. This corset I used for post-baby. It is constructed of a linen-look fabric for the fashion layer and lined with white cotton twill. The bones are zip ties and the top and bottom of the corset are bound with white cotton. The materials used (beyond the lining and binding) are not accurate to the period but it does give a nice shape. The best part is, you can easily toss this in the washing machine and dry it in the dryer if you need to launder it. In great condition. &lt;b&gt;$35&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ka2pEHTDFWM/SosdUHJMDII/AAAAAAAABWo/1aArZp6PUXc/s400/hair+018.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ka2pEHTDFWM/SosdUHJMDII/AAAAAAAABWo/1aArZp6PUXc/s400/hair+018.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Pink Cotton Print late 1930's dress, from a Vintage Vouge pattern. This was my first serious attempt at vintage style clothing and I loved how this dress came out. I did make my own pattern for the skirt due to fabric shortages, and added trim to this dress that was not depicted in the original pattern. Constructed mostly on the machine with some hand finishing. Flatlined with pink cotton. Trim is thrifted cream colored eyelet from the thrift store. Worn only a few times. &amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;$35&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blog/s400/short+stays+063.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ka2pEHTDFWM/S0tKpDteN5I/AAAAAAAACAA/gfjwC8fsiSM/s320/short+stays+063.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ka2pEHTDFWM/S0ta71Fd-hI/AAAAAAAACAw/h--pTAgKKfE/s400/short+stays+066.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ka2pEHTDFWM/S0ta71Fd-hI/AAAAAAAACAw/h--pTAgKKfE/s320/short+stays+066.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.&lt;strike&gt; &lt;b&gt;~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;Knitted Sortie Cap for mid-19th century use. Hand knitted from 100% wool yarn in red and cream stripes, with yarn fringe. Blue synthetic silk ties. I have worn this cap only a few times and have not touched it in over a year. It is cute and patriotic, but alas, I just don't wear it. Sized for an average head. &lt;b&
