I love saying “the tropics”. Puts me in mind of Joseph Conrad novels and Frederic Church paintings.
As usual, I went into a frenzy of sewing clothes for the kids just prior to our recent trip to Bali. I don’t know what possesses me but it happens in the lead up to nearly every single one of our annual holidays.
This time the urge bit me even harder than usual and I wonder whether the meditative qualities of sewing were a way for me to calm my mind in anticipation of our return after so long. Well whatever the motivation, it worked and everyone won: I felt calm (ish) and the kids got some new duds. Which, because they’re still tiny poppets, they wore not only without complaint but with some excitement. Making the most of that window.
I made countless pairs of simple shorts but the slightly more involved items this year were this jumpsuit (or romper):
and these linen pants.
I bought this beautiful Liberty fabric from the Liberty department store when I was in London in July. From the moment I saw it on the bolt in that venerable establishment, I envisaged a jumpsuit.
So its fate was sealed and, luckily for me, there was an excellent tutorial for just such a suit.
This was a slightly more complicated project than I usually commit to (pleats at the front etc) but the tutorial is so good that there was only minimal swearing involved. I wish I could tell you it was under my breath.
Profanities aside, Sophia and I were delighted with the outcome.
Of course, as you all probably already know, it is actually illegal to travel to the tropics without a pair of white linen pants and far be it from me to flout the immutable laws of the land.
I used a pattern for shorts that I bought from here (and highly recommend – it’s simple to make your own but this saves time and has some really gorgeous variations) to make the pants, just extending the legs myself, hoping for the best. Turned out okay, thank Gaga, as the linen was $30 per metre.
I also used this very useful tutorial to insert simple pockets into the pants, the addition of which I found ridiculously exciting. As did my model.
Check out the modelling face on this one will you?
And here she is strutting the moss-covered catwalk.
I do truly love a linen pant. Almost as much I love saying “pant” in the singular.