Oh Dear Dahlia and a question mark 6696

So I made another Dahlia. I was really hoping that this would have slight overtones of Game of Thrones or something, made as it is in a red organic cotton crossweave with silk noil as a contrast on the waist and bias binding. I picture myself as a sort of side character to whom nothing bad happens. Fairly unrealistic I suppose.

Hmm. SHAME. SHAME. SHAME. SHAME.
Hmm. SHAME. SHAME. SHAME. SHAME.

Er. This is what it’s meant to look like.

Well I can safely say none of mine have turned out as nicely as this.

Well as you can see this does not fit at all. It looks completely weird, like I’ve shrunk in the wash. I am not sure why this happened as I used the same pattern as for the black French Maid Dahlia, which I do wear and which does fit – at least fits better than this does.

I'm not quite as devastated as I appear to be in this photo.
I’m not quite as devastated as I appear to be in this photo.

I was so confident that it would work! It wasn’t like I hadn’t made it before, or not bothered with a muslin. It’s annoying for all sorts of reasons, not least that this fabric wasn’t especially cheap. Poo. I think, Dahlia, that you and me weren’t meant to be. The raglan sleeve design doesn’t lend itself that well to my amateur attempts to reduce the real estate around the front. I guess I could perhaps rescue the lower half and at least get a skirt out of the whole disaster.

Trying to get a decent shot of the bodice here. Honestly, there's mostly air and wrinkles under here, not two strangely shaped boobs.
Trying to get a decent shot of the bodice here. Honestly, there’s mostly air and wrinkles under here, not two strangely shaped boobs.

And here, for your further delight, is a sort of odd fitting 6696. It’s double gauze, I wish I could say I got a good deal on the fabric but I really didn’t, and I wish it had turned out better as a result.

Bah. Poo. Bums.
Bah. Poo. Bums.

It’s strangely lumpy in places and the buttons gape and pull all over the shop. I will add snaps to rein in the gappiness, and may tack down the backiness, but I fear nothing short of major surgery is going to fix this. I did think maybe a self-fabric sash would help to pull it in a little bit and distract attention from Gappytown down the front, so that’s probably the first thing to try.

I am the first lady of gapaciousness.
I am the first lady of gapaciousness.

It’s a shame, because it’s a lightweight, breezy dress with lovely capacious pockets otherwise.

Fthrrrp.
Fthrrrp.

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