This project is in honor of my turtle friend that I made last weekend (more details later in the post, if you’re interested).
I used McCalls 2390 (one of the patterns from the free batch I received) from the 1960s, a vintage thrifted double-knit and buttons from G Street Fabrics.
The total cost for the dress was about $4.
I altered the neckline, added a bit of width to the hips, and shortened the hemline.
I know that the color and geometric pattern on the dress is not an exact match to the turtle’s shell, but I associate the project with that turtle. Probably because of the yellow markings and the fact that a dress is sort of like a shell.
Yes, I somehow managed to screw up the armholes (one is bigger than the other), even though I measured everything meticulously. I didn’t even realize it until looking at these photos. Oh well. Mistakes happen, and it’s an easy fix.
Despite the dress being made from a double-knit–which usually equates to stuffy–it’ll probably get a lot of wear this summer. It’s pretty breathable for a double-knit. Now I have an excuse to buy another pair of shoes, too. I could use a pair of dark blue shoes or, even better, yellow shoes to go with the dress.
Am I crazy for talking to turtles?
Here in Southern Maryland we come across a lot of wildlife, and last week I made friends with one of my favorite creatures.
A majestic and wise looking wood turtle.
He looked like he had logged a few years, but he was unafraid and pretty amiable.
As long as I was talking to him softly, he didn’t go in his shell while I inched closer to snap photos. So, I shared some of my secrets with him, knowing they’d be safe.
He was surprisingly affirming. Plus, turtles aren’t judgmental. I could tell this old guy anything and he wouldn’t flinch.
Me: “I have an embarrassing nervous habit.”
Turtle…let’s call him Wilfred (That one’s for you Sarah, if you’re reading. ): “Don’t we all?”
Oh, by the way, in my head this turtle sounded like Ben Stein.
Me: “No, this is something really weird. I mostly grew out of it, but occasionally I do it subconsciously…I play with my eyelashes.”
Wilfred: “So? I hide in my shell when I’m nervous.”
Me: “The last piece of chocolate Alex was just looking for…It was me, I ate it.”
Wilfred: “I know, you have chocolate at the corners of your mouth. So what’s the problem?”
Then, I decided to really test his ability to remain unwavering.
Me: “I may have unwittingly eaten one of your cousins once when I was in China. I didn’t know what was in the soup. I thought I should apologize.”
Wilfred: “That’s it, I’m out of here!”
I think I blew the chances of him coming back to visit from time to time.
Does anyone else love turtles as much as I do? They have an air of wisdom about them, and they offer endless fodder for metaphors about life. The one characteristic of turtles that always sticks out to me is their tenacity. For everything in life they must be determined and hopeful. After all, it may take an hour to go less than a quarter of a mile.
I look at the turtle and wonder, why can’t I have that much resolve in my life? Pardon the pun, but a “slow and steady” mentality does not come easy to me. It’s the reason I sometimes burn out or injure myself when I start a new exercise routine, striving for immediate results by jumping in too hard and too fast. It’s also the reason I usually steer clear of crafts like knitting and embroidering. So, I commend all you tenacious turtles out there!
I’ll have a post coming up about the “costume” I plan to wear for the Warrior Dash next weekend. The Warrior Dash benefits St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital. I am raising money on behalf of St. Jude, and if you would like to help, you can make a donation here. Any amount helps to make a difference. If you would like to make a donation and enter a raffle for a dress sewn by me, please see this post. Thank you for considering helping the children of St. Jude!