The World's Most Insane Crafter
2011-05-11, 8:28 a.m.
recently on Chaos Attraction
The scene: lunchtime on Wednesday. I had been attending the giant work picnic, except it was incredibly, hideously, unpleasantly super windy. So I left and headed to the CC to do some sewing. The room was already occupied by one woman who appeared to be making a lot of formal wear. Maybe around ten minutes after that, a manager comes in to do some work. And that's when chatting erupted because she asked us a question on pattern sizing. And then, well....
Let me tell you what this lady has going on her plate:
Let me tell you all of the stuff she wanted to make for her wedding:
How much of that was done by the time I got there (about maybe 4-ish hours after she'd started, I think): she'd cut about 2 or 3 of the bridesmaids' dresses out.
She really wanted to have a very super fancy wedding for her fiance, because he hadn't been married before and she had (though apparently minus the frills, which I guess she's making up for this time). I couldn't help but think if all of this was for a dude, he probably didn't care all THAT much that the entire wedding was handmade here.
I can understand her wanting to make up for the last wedding, I can understand her thinking she'd have more time to do it before the guy bought a new house. But... good lord, at some point YOU GOTTA PRIORITIZE and realize that you cannot physically do all of this shit yourself and get well, 10% of it done at this rate. I attempted to say this to her, but I don't think it went too far beyond "okay, so maybe I won't do all of the linings very nicely and everyone else's corset comes last." If she was the world's best supersewer I might think she had better odds, but she didn't sound miraculously superhuman in this regard either!
You know, this was the kind of idea I had in high school, back when I was taking Family Living class and had to design my own wedding (hah, like that's ever happening, right?). But even I realized that there is only so much crap you can do in a day, and only so much a freaking bride can DIY without losing her mind. And frankly, even if she was a stay at home fiancee without any sort of schooling or work going on, and she was sewing 24-7 from now until the last day to mail things out, it would be an extreme stretch to get those dresses done ALONE (much less the chain mail, corsets, and centerpieces).
I am not a fast sewer by any means. I get more disaster-prone the faster I try to sew. And fancy fabric (and corsets! jeebus!) also tends to have complications. And yet, I was debating if volunteering to help here would help the situation any. I eventually concluded that well, probably not at this rate, especially if I crapped something up. (At any rate, I had to go back to work that day.) If the lady by chance shows up at the CC again when I am there diddling about on my own projects, I might consider it, but it sounded like she was just here for the day renting the table space for cutting and would finish the rest at whatever house she's currently living at.
Afterwards, on my way out the door, I found the manager: