29 November 2011
kilty as charged
Ok, I didn't manage to post every day in November. But I have been wearing wool all through Wovember, maybe not down to my knickers, but there has been a very fair percentage of woolliness indeed. I don't think I've mentioned it before but I tool a silent pledge not to buy any new clothes nearly two years ago. I did allow myself to buy second hand clothes and new shoes (my non-employed life needed more flat shoes for walking!) and for the most part I have stuck to it well with just a couple of brand new items. As a consequence there has been much haunting of charity shops, much shortening of hems, some nippings in, a bit of darning. It has all been most satisfactory even if I never quite manage to work through the pile of items awaiting adjustment or mending.
Thus it is that the kilt, and its happy sister the pleated check skirt, has come into its own in satisfying sartorial and sensual needs. There's a plentiful supply in provincial charity shops, and they are forgiving when it comes to sizing, easily tweaked with a shift of a button or - confession- the addition of a bit of sneaky velcro. Although they come in modest old lady lengths, you can just cut along the horizontal lines of the checks to get a perfectly neat edge. Moreover, when you decide that there's still an element of frump, you can just go up another inch or two and no harm done. I don't hem them, just ease the threads out along the bottom edge leaving a little fringe. I pop them on the wool cycle, press the pleats back in, job done. And most beautifully, they are soft, warm, 100 per cent wool, not just for Wovember.
Any suggestions for recycling the leftover lengths of woolly fabric gratefully received.