Yes, my friends, I’m still turning out aprons as if they represent a way of life, The Path, an income stream, or a sensible way for a Bluestocking to spend her declining years. None of these choices make sense.
I sew aprons mostly because they’re a useful way to display great printed fabric and amusing trim. I mostly make reversible aprons because they afford me the chance to feature two fabrics, and because I can avoid using my least favorite sewing supply: seam binding. No matter how careful I am when I baste or pin it to the fabric’s edge, I always come to tears.
This model, new to me, features seam binding. Next time I’ll use it only to edge the pocket, not to bind the sides or hem.
Gather around, children. Once upon a time there was no such thing as a clothes dryer. People strung a long cord in the back card, and hung the wet clothes to dry on it using a small instrument called a clothespin. A big load of wash would require scores of clothespins.
The clothespin apron features a pocket to contain them. A big pocket, almost the size it the front of the apron. This one is big enough to hold a cookbook, glasses, cell phone and a two month old infant.
Apologies to Loulander fans: The full-length photograph I took of him is so dark and dismal that I’ll skip it this time round.
I’m in production mode.
I was stunned to realize, as I pulled my apron inventory from my warehouse (that would be the linen closet) that I didn’t have one stinkin’ holiday apron on hand. I blew whatever money that came from my last apron sale on Christmassy fabric (oooooh, I have some cool yardage!”) and pondered the possibilities of the reversible apron.
For The Season, I’m expanding into mother/daughter, grandmother/granddaughter, doll aprons — even wine bottle aprons. But value is important, so I’m thinking: one side can be holiday based but the verso should be a print that can be worn year-round. What do you think?
As it happened, I found a yard of fabric from my stash that handles the two fall holidays that feature pumpkins — plus the print is so terrific that it could handle twelve months a year.
The life-sized reveal:
(If you crave some Asian pears, c’mon over and strip the tree.)
This is the witty Christmas side — I love these reindeers.
Willow put in an appearance, but didn’t climb into the shoot — note the windfall pears. Sigh.
I love this apron, red rickrack and reindeer:
So let’s crowd source this. If you’re buying a Christmas cookie- baking, gravy- stirring, hors d’ouevres -passing Christmas apron, would you like the reverse to be a pretty print you could wear year-round?
This is not one of my Yin/Yang His/Hers kind of reversible aprons — it’s all hot sweet cuties, from the chic babe walking her pup to the saucy chick motorcyclists flashing their frilly panties. It was a blast to create because I giggled my way through the sewing.
On this side the print features cowgirls, flamenco dancers, babes in capris chatting on the phone: I love them all.
For (hee hee) a “fabric artist” like me, it’s all about the print. Fabrics for me are like my children;how can you play favorites? That said, this week these motorcycling mammas are my bevvy of firstborns.
Even Loulander laughed — I’m glad I had the prim red gingham trim for the pockets.
I’ve some dazzling Asian prints I can’t wait to cut into, but what think you? Should I begin this year’s crop of holiday aprons?
Well, when you’ve finished field dressing that buck, you’ll need to cook it, right? Here’s the latest in my “Field and Stream” line. By the way, Lou’s promised to get a haircut. When his hair’s short he looks twenty years younger, and dang handsome. His follicles are now at the dude drinking cheap wine out of a paper bag stage, but hey, he’s still the Loulander!
This camo was designed by computer, and I like the digital effect.
Well, hmmm, I don’t know what part of the country a gal could blend into wearing this apron. Sarah Palin’s beauty salon in Wasilla? Better: Dollywood.
Who knew that camo and rickrack are soulmates?
Extra photo for Willow’s groupies. She almost made it to the photo shoot, but got distracted by some yummy grass at the end of the driveway. Geez, these feline diva supermodels!
I’m easing back into the blogosphere with an easy post — my newest Apron of the Day. I’ve been neglecting my apron industry as well — among the mishaps of the the Week from Hell was a close encounter between the big toe of my sewing foot and a full bag of ice.
I’m calling this Farm Kitchen apron “Gammy’s Garden” because my grandmother, among many things, was the doyenne of a working farm. These pretty prints remind me of her old-fashioned flower garden.
Here’s the fabric close-up — I knew I’d find just the right place to use those two old daisy buttons.
Oh, how I wish I’d bought a few more yards of this fabric! He’s pretty in pink, no?
So, en avant! No more sulking, limping and having my heart broken by a couple of tennis players.
Fry more fish, open more oysters, bake more bluefish. Here’s the Apron of the Day in my new “Field and Stream” series. Thanks for the idea, Jayne — I have more different deer and quail prints than I could have thought possible.
It’s oppressively hot and humid tonight, but I hustled Loulander outside for a quick photo shoot.
The fabric: I love the colors and I added a bright button on each pocket just to, I dunno, follow the fun forms of the lures.
This camo fabric cracks me up — truly. It’s fish camo!
The apron. Note that I’ve made Loulander smile and he’s trying.
It’s burger night tonight here in the ‘Ville, and as soon as the buns have risen enough to bake I’m gonna be all about a cheeseburger,topped with Charlene’s tomatoes and some cheese. Some late season Illinois corn on the cob will make it fab. But hold the lettuce: I don’t hold with no stinkin’ lettuce anywhere near my cheeseburger!
Loulander’s having a “little work” done at an undisclosed clinic. It’ll be a couple of days until my supermodel’s stitches heal, so I recruited Charlene and Big Dale to strut the red carpet for me. I mean green carpet — I snapped them in their garden. I’d say Lou has some serious competition.
This number’s called Game Night. For some serious Scrabbling:
Those are some great gams, Dale!
And the reverse:
We’re off to the mysterious East with the lovely Charlene. (Why is her complexion exactly as smooth as glowing now as it was almost thirty years ago? Bottle it, Char!) I’ve named this numero “Indochine” You know I have a thing for Asian prints.
Can you see the gazillion tomatoes ripening? I’m so jealous.
I think I’ve owned this fabric for five years. I love it so much that I couldn’t cut into it until yesterday.
Char, you look mahvellous:
While I’m working towards the opening of my etsy shop, be assured that if you want to buy either (or both) aprons, shoot me an email. I’m the Simpson’s agent, by the way — if you want them for print or tv work, go through me. (I’ll skim off a mere 10% Char and Dale!)