Saturday, October 30, 2010

Sewing My Friend's Disco Pants

You know, when the night before Halloween rolls around, and you find yourself doing all the usual things: candy shopping, pumpkin carving, stocking up on insulin... you might want a break from the usual -- so you volunteer to sew your friend's disco pants. That's what I did. My husband asked me why. Another friend asked me why. Let's just say I was in the mood for something a little unique on this October 30th.

So I went to her house and set up my sewing machine on her dining room table. We had to hem six inches off these glitter-y zebra-y fancy flouncy pants in time for the limo to whisk her away for a party on the other side of town.

I felt like a real seamstress for about half an hour. I completed one pantleg more proficiently than I expected and started in on the second. At this point, everything went horribly awry.

Somehow I sewed the entire thing wrongside out, completing two long seams and two short ones before my customer discovered it. It was now 3:45 and I was late for a scheduled pumpkin carving at my home involving another family. My "customer" needed to shower, apply glittery eye shadow, and get ready for the babysitter. So I packed up the machine and the pants and headed home to seam rip my heart out with a promise to deliver the correctly-sewn pants by 5:45.

While the kids and the parents who DIDN'T take on last-minute sewing projects carved their pumpkins - I ripped out seams from the psychedelic fabric and re-sewed the hem properly. I was quite stressed out as I didn't want my friend to have to ride in a limo cross-town with no pants on. I would have felt responsible.

By 5:05, the pants were six inches shorter and looking groovy. I asked a nearby pumpkin-carver to take a shot of me with the pants. Now all was right in the world and I did my part to ensure a happy Halloween.
Little John, inept seamstress Teri, and Cherize's fabulous pants!
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