Project Fait Sur Mesure: Update # 2
In a nutshell, today, I secured an atelier, went back to Tissusmarket, bought more fabric, am currently having a slip dress made à la Carrie Bradshaw post-Big/Natasha engagement at the Plaza "Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed" horse moment, and will be returning on Monday for mint green silk concoction negotiations. WHAT, you ask? Yes, I have a problem. I admit it. I have nothing to show for all of this, except an overflowing spirit and a photo-less update for you because I was so excited I quite simply forgot to take pictures.
I can tell you this. I was initially thinking of a dramatic and transformable wrap top for the mint green silk fabric (sounds intriguing, right?!). When I described the vision to Ruty (oh, you'll meet her), the seamstress who came so highly recommended by my fabric friends, she said the silk was too stiff for what I had in mind and might be constricting. So she gave me a few alternative ideas to think of and told me to come back on Monday with some pictures and/or sketches so we could kick off the project.
Her atelier is a 5 minute walk from Tissusmarket so I, obviously, had to go back to see if they had anything new, which they did. So I buzzed about asking my pal Adina (you'll meet her too) intermittently for help figuring out whether the fabrics I was choosing would work for what I had in mind. There were at least five standout fabrics. At least. I bought three meters of one of them- a very light cream 100% silk jersey from Loro Piana with just the most gorgeous sheen ever that Ruty is currently whipping up into said Carrie-inspired creation!
To call the experience so far exhilarating is an understatement. It's pure bliss. I have met such talented and passionate people who care so much about the integrity of our clothes, and about the way we feel in those clothes, it's been remarkable to witness. Most importantly, I have connected on an emotional level with two women whose imprints are now literally threaded into the clothes I'll be wearing for a long time to come. I couldn't think of a more beautiful way for a piece of clothing to make me feel than for it to conjure up these memories of the times I wandered around Paris in search of fashion, and ended up finding so much more. I've found friends and meaning and engaged with my creativity and gained a deeper sense of respect for my clothes. And in a world of stuff, that kind of connection—it's the only thing that really matters.