Three weeks ago, my sister got married, in Paris, France, wearing a wedding dress made by me… eek kinda can’t believe that is a sentence I’m typing!…
I actually feel a little mean not plunging right in with a post about THE DRESS. However I run the risk of writing a novel trying to cover all the details, and I was actually pretty stoked with the finished toile garb. So without further ado here is the next part of the Wedding Belle’s – the toile – V1102!
This wee project is hands down the most epic and insane I have ever undertaken, and a perfect example of my inability to say no to a challenge!
I pushed my sewing skills to the max. Learnt more in the short space of time, than I think my whole sewing career to date. Ended up saying yes to everything I declared I would not do! But, most stupendously I welcomed my serger into my life!
This tale all started when my sister-in-law approached me about making dresses for her bridesmaids… I was half flattered, half terrified.