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Me Made May 2019 Post 1: Finding Patterns


Let's start with the peplum clone and how that's going so far.   I have seen some videos about cloning a garment (from WithWendy and AnnikaVictoria) and so I have some idea of copying a shirt without destroying it.  HOWEVER, most tutorials are based around knit garments, and this garment is made of woven fabric.  The biggest issue with this is cloning a knit garment is easy because shaping is less of an issue.  Stretch is forgiving, so you can kind of wing it.  Woven material is 2D, so shaping it to 3D takes a couple techniques that can be hard to replicate. 

  1. It's got bust darts.
  2. It's got gathers on the bottom.

I think to make an accurate copy, I'd have to cute the top apart, but the fabric is so thin, this might not be the best idea. 


The first thing I did was call my mom.  Moms are important, and she tends to be a fount of sewing wisdom.  I told her about the issues with cloning, and she came up with some ideas.  The plan was to find possibly a good dupe pattern and use that to figure out the issues with gather and darts, or just to use altogether.  At this point, I was skeptical.   Even though peplums are kind of ubiquitous with ladies trying to hid tummy issues (I've had a baby, and my body came back, but it brought a friend) that I haven't seen a lot of peplum tops.  I do have one I've done in the past, but it was knit.  So I decided to see if I could find anything that might work.

Guys.  I hit a jackpot. 

Turns out, this green living magazine called Peppermint has a database of FREE patterns, and one just so happens to be almost an exact copy of my top.  There are a few differences, and frankly their sizes are really limited, but there it is!  Now, after I looked through the shirt pattern, I noticed that they had another link to even more patterns.  They have an adorable romper with tie shoulders which I feel like would be a fun alternative to short-alls. 

I did not think it would be this easy.  I really didn't.  Next step is to cut out the pattern and do the whole sizing thing and find fabric, which I'm also going to do with my mom. 

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