Some brides really appreciate my work, I hug them goodbye, wish them a perfect wedding day and I don’t expect to see them again. Then just before the wedding day this shows up on my doorstep: What could be nicer than a basket filled with chocolate truffles, dry soup mixes and an African violet plant?
Now for the bad…I had to bite my tongue/
feel my blood pressure rise when after pinning a bridesmaid’s wrap front and wrap back dress to make it more modest and adding a satin panel the mother had brought along. You know I pinned the gathers just right allowing for ease in front and the zipper up the back etc. when the mother said, “Step Back” and pulled all my pins out and started doing it herself. The daughter complained saying it was perfect, and she snapped back, “I have put in hundreds of pins in my lifetime, and I know what I am doing“. This took a long while and I was watching the clock thinking…maybe she should have done this on her own at home. Finally, she stands back to admire her work and asks me about the back pinned-in panel, “Does it look straight to YOU?” Oh Lordie, I stand my ground and say it does and that one side will be stitched on and the other will have snaps so it will still open to get in and out with the zipper. She does not believe this is possible but she leaves the dress with me anyway. All of my being/ guts were screaming on the inside, “take that dress home, don’t leave it here” when she turned to ask what all this hand sewing would cost. I replied, “Ten dollars” and she said, “I will be happy to pay you $8” and walked out the door. Since I had worked on her other daughter’s dress I chalked it up to another lesson dealing with controlling moms.
OK, let’s get to the ridiculous remake. Brides tell me they got a great deal and bought a pristine/virginal “sample” dress. “Oh yes” they say…the salesgirl went into the back and “found this dress especially for me and I had to have it”. You imagine the heavens opened and angels played harps and birds sang and a gown so radiant was unveiled from a hermetically sealed bag…not quite! This dress arrived in my sewing room back in March and I have been saving/
putting off working on it for her September wedding not because the date was so far away but it is going to be a huge pain in the butt. When you hear the words, “I love it BUT….” you know you are in trouble.
You may notice that there is no center back seam in the lace so one will have to be magically created so a zipper can be inserted. The dress is only 4 inches too big in the waist and hip area and this seams to be the only place to remove it. The corset loops and boning on the edges has to be moved 1 inch over as it has to have a perfect opening determined by the bride. The lace train will be paraded/
dragged through wet grass and dirt paths in a park ceremony. The satin underskirt has to be shortened and hemmed to just ankle length to show off all the lace.
Now did you notice the fake boobs already attached to the inside bodice…the first clue that this dress was owned by someone else and is being re-sold. NO, you say…this would never happen in a high end salon…oh yes….that backroom holds many secrets and treasures and deception…let’s dig a little further inside shall we? What are these raggedy seams attached to boning… Can you see that the spacing between the boning is not equal? Someone took a tuck in this bodice using the boning and left her trademark sewing style…funny how sample dresses and salons can get away passing this off as new. It’s a mighty expensive jungle out there!
This week I’m going to cut out the new jacket for my client just to make myself get out on the fitting/pinning room and into the cutting room as 2 more new brides showed up with more impossible alterations to share with you later.