She Blinded Me With Sweats
For some reason, I seem to have acquired a lot of foil-stamped French terry. I don’t really know why I allow this fabric to follow me home. It’s not like I buy a lot of ghetto fantastic things in ready-to-wear. I mean, French terry is not goth. It is not punk. It is certainly not (insert hysterical laughter here) industrial. The only fashion niche it fills is the one called “Jersey Shore,” which most of us are usually trying to avoid.
Be that as it may, I decided to test Burda 8042 in a particularly painful black print. Here is the pattern:
And the eye-searing result:
Trust me, the low light in that corner is hiding the brilliance that comes out when the foil print flashes. It’s…stunning. I mean that literally, I might stun someone if I wore this outside.
A couple of notes about the pattern:
1) I measure as a 12 but after comparing this to my favorite t-shirt pattern, I cut a 14. I’m really glad I did, as French terry does not have a lot of give and this hoodie is slim-fitting.
2) The bottom hem is supposed to be two inches deep. I changed it to a scant 5/8″ to get a better fit (no surprise on my long torso), but that was also the only way I could get the 20″ zipper to fit on this hoodie. So if you sewed the hem as recommended, the zipper would be too long. The buckling and bad position of the zip is entirely my fault, not that of the pattern. When I make this again, I’ll lengthen the body to allow for both a better fit and a deeper hem.
This is a pretty comfortable hoodie, and even with it’s blinding properties I might wear it out and about. In case you’re wondering what the print looks like close up:
I promise to draw the line at Bump-its and orangey fake tan.