Please say a silent prayer for me. I’m getting my first haircut in four years on Wednesday afternoon. I’ve been trimming it myself and it’s time to actually get a style. The last two haircuts I got left me looking like the love child of Eddie Murphy and Grace Jones. I have been sworn to upside down from my friend Kristy that her stylist knows, cuts, loves and respects natural hair. I have been promised that I will not be told how cute I would be with my hair relaxed or blown out and secretly sabotaged with Derk Jeter’s haircut. The last cut was so bad, I actually went to the barber the next day and told him to take what was left of it off.
Positive thoughts people. Positive thoughts!
Rigggghhtt….. hat contest on PatternReview.com. I, had every intention of entering said contest, but, well, you know. So, last night I remembered and made up this vintage Butterick pattern. It was in a bundle that my friend’s mom and aunt sent me last summer. I made up View C on Monday night.
Oy. Way, way, too small on my head (so small that I am not showing it on me, but you can see it on my friend Chezia). Like yarmulke small on me.
I took the pattern in to the office today, enlarged it by 10 percent on the photocopier and whipped it up in 30 mins flat this evening. Seriously. 30 minutes of sewing.
Supercute on my Chezia. See, even her smile is bigger.
Here are side and back views. The pattern is just two pieces. No lining. It’s constructed with a series of darts and sew on brim that turns back to reveal the contract.
Not so good on no-long hair having me. Which means I should give it to her. But, I’ll check first with my mom and see if she wants it.
Here we are last Thursday. Chez is 8 years younger than me. So, being out past midnight on a school night is still fun for her. I, on the other hand was ready to fall off the stool.