Nothing is harder than keeping a secret, to me at least. I’m also not in the train of being one of those people that are all like “I’m creating something super top secret but I can’t tell you guys”, because A) Why say anything at all? and B) What that really means is you are either testing a pattern or creating one. I like the big reveal. Anyways, big reveal over at Closet Case Files with release of the Ginger Jeans and I was a happy tester. I’ve never been one, so I took the time to look at the instructions, follow them to a T and construct the jeans and actually do some fitting to be able to report back with issues in my size.
I hate fitting. I honestly do. It probably has a lot to do with the fact that I’m lazy or that I really don’t know how to fit. But I’m lucky enough to have a somewhat standarish body (if is that even a thing to be happy about).. so my adjustments are really only about length.
Back to jeans.. these were sent out early Oct and I had plans to do them the first weekend they were sent out, except I looked at my bank account and I was poor but then it was ok because payday was next weekend and I went out and scored myself denim and notions. If you’ve ever been to PS Fabrics you know the lovely wackadoodles there have no idea what’s in the fabric, so I have denim with god knows how much percentage of stretch.. I’m going to say 2% but it could possibly be more. IDGAF.
This lunge is to show that how comfortable the spandex in this shit is
So the weekend came rolling in and what was meant to be a staycation indoors to do the pattern turned into a disco diva frenzy of some sorts. I thought my 30s were for settling down but the streets are calling my name more than ever. God bless New York and the fact that we can close shit down at 4am.. and then if you’re a lucky bar with that special permit, you can go on til about 6am and some cases 8. And since no one likes to party more than this club kid (James St James, call me), I rolled home at about 7am saturday, spent the day sleeping and forced myself to say home saturday night. Except that some time around 2am my friend R texted me that he was at some gay bar in BK and I couldn’t pass another night of dancing with campy drag queens that gave Jynxx Monsoon a run for her money, not to mention being pushed aside by a little person trying to get to the dancer stage… don’t ask me what time I came home Sunday because we may have gone elsewhere where I had too many Whiskey Gingers and was literally graining on wood and trying to twerk to bounce music… I’m not gonna say that it may have well been 6.30 am again. Lola..when will you learn?
I forgot how much going out takes a toll on your body and with the super monster flu going around, you can bet your ass that some time between Monday and Tuesday my body was just not having it. Call it luck, although not really sure getting sick enough to have to be quarantined at home is luck.. but it gave me just the right leeway to meet my deadline. I seriously have to stop procrastinating things. 4 days at home were enough to get fitting issues down. I did View B of course because why pass up the opportunity to look like a Diana Ross Disco Extravaganza. The top stitching was done with Jeans thread, which is some purply metallic thing I picked up years ago when I didn’t know the difference of threads (or fabrics for that matter).
Some testers obviously tested early and Heather was kind enough to report some crotch hip issues, which I actually took into consideration. I decided to sew a straight size 4, although I could’ve gone for a 2 and then graded a little on the calves. Afterwards I did end up taking in about 5/8ths all the way from the inner thigh and crotch and then about 1/8 from the outer thigh down. I think the demin has started to mold itself because at first my calves felt like casings but now they’re actually pretty sweet. I had no issues with the waistband, but I do know for myself that I have to stretch it a little more than what is called for to contour to my hour glass shape, otherwise I have a gaping hole in the back. They’re actually right below my belly button which led me to believe that taking in the crotch was a good idea. I have to keep on practicing getting my lapped zipper down.. i always feel like they never cover as they’re supposed to so part of the zipper is peeking through.
I know Heather took into consideration a lot of our suggestions, which I can see in the instructions booklet and I’m actually pretty excited to construct another pair with the final pattern. I’d like to get my hands on some wax jeans because my HM wax ones are pretty horribly constructed. Anyways here are some action shots to counteract this long ass post.