Maternity make – Boysenberry Bettine


It’s not a secret that I’m usually not a fan of the cutesy style of Tilly. But when she released Bettine I was sold. I didn’t need a new dress pattern but still I couldn’t resist. I blame early pregnancy hormones.

I sewed and wore this dress at the end of August. I took pictures the same weekend but since I took them inside they are no good (even after 3 tries). It was my first attempt at getting back to blogging but I didn’t want to go outside and take pictures, so I used our wardrobe wall… The only thing I like about these pictures is my hair… Before the hairdresser chopped off way too much :(

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Maternity make – Cosy Colours Cardigan

First on my list of maternity makes was this cosy oversized cardigan. I’d spotted it in the new September issue of Knipmode and it seemed perfect as a nice oversized maternity cardigan.

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Fall/Winter 2015 Maternity Capsule Wardrobe

I wanted to blog about another wrap dress I made but the weather and a teething 20 month old got in the way for now. So while you eagerly await those pictures, let me tell you about my sewing plans for this Fall/Winter.

My maternity makes were all over the place last time and I’ve ditched them all. There just wasn’t anything special about them and they didn’t coordinate at all. I’ve been meaning to make a capsule wardrobe for ages but so far it’s proven harder than I expected , seeing I like to start from scratch but I don’t want to throw out any of my clothes…

So with almost no maternity clothes left and Fall just around the corner, I’ve decided to do a quick brainstorm on what to make.

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Sunny Sunday Morning Wrap Dress

Well, it’s been a while since I’ve written an actual finished outfit post. No excuses, just life I guess.

For months now, I’ve been looking for the perfect wrap dress pattern. If I could afford a real DvF dress, I would wear only those. The pattern itself was also way above my budget… There must be millions of other patterns out there (and a few in my stash) but none of them really spoke to me. I was either dreading the tracing, the taping or the altering. I gave the Style Arc Kate a try, but didn’t get any further than cutting out the pattern and realising it would be too big (and waaaay too long), so I folded it back into the enveloppe. I tried the one from my Famous Frocks book which is loosely based on a Farah Fawcett Dress.


I got as far as assembling the top but the facing kept flapping up, the collar wouldn’t lay flat, the armholes only looked nice on the mannequin so I called it quits before it made me even angrier. Somehow I had made this dress 4 times before and only now realised that the drafting and instructions are ridiculous.


I finally settled on Burda 6957 which is a maternity wrap dress. (btw I’m pregnant) but my pregnancy brain must have blocked out the fact that I hate hate hate hate adding seam allowance to knits. It would have worked apart from the fact that they tell you to close the wrap with snaps… I’ll let that sink in for a moment… Closing a maternity wrap dress with snaps… So, it’s totally adjustable. Ofcourse with a faux fabric wrap belt to top it off. Back in the enveloppe it went.

I finally came to my senses and realised that I had already pattern hacked the perfect maternity wrap dress by combining two of my favourite designer‘s patterns. I returned to the Alissa maternity top and Cascade wrap skirt.

Since I wanted a real wrap dress this time I decided to lower the wrap portion of the Alissa so I could extend it in the wrap ties. Since I didn’t want to fiddle with any binding and I found an article saying the DvF dress had a cut on facing. I decided to go with that. (I’ve been looking all over the internet to find the article again, to no avail.)

But without further ado, here are some pictures :) I cannot take any credit for these pics as they were taken on Lieke‘s Birthday picknick. Caroline takes lovely pictures and Lieke and Anneke made me forgot there was a camera :D Sewing friends really are the best!

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verjaardag Lieke-21I love the dept of the wrap. It’s sexy without being revealing.

verjaardag Lieke-28I opted to make the ties really long so I could wrap them a few times around my body. I just used the entire width of the fabric for each tie. I inserted them between the main dress and the facing so all would be nicely finished on the inside.

verjaardag Lieke-32As you can see I’m unwrapping my dress in a public park. The things I do for my readers. But as you can see as well, the waist doesn’t really sit at the same level as the wrapped ties. This is mostly due to the sheer weight of the skirt. The viscose knit drapes beautifully but it’s heavy. So I’ve already shortened my bodice pieces for the next one.verjaardag Lieke-43I was trying to photobomb Anneke while Caroline was taking pictures of her sweater. She’s way better at photobombing than I am. I love my scarf with this dress and I’ll probably wear it like this once autumn arrives.

verjaardag Lieke-52It was such a lovely day and we couldn’t resist getting our feet wet, ofcourse add shallow water and a camera to three sewcialists and you’ve got a splashing party all around.verjaardag Lieke-56The dress held up pretty well in the water although it grew 15cm in length due to the weight of the water.verjaardag Lieke-57Needless to say I ended up completely soaked but the dress has proven to be chic and playfull at the same time :) Perfect for running after my toddler!verjaardag Lieke-60Look at the three of us in our handmade outfits! Ah, to be young, wet and happy on a Sunday morning. Life is good :)


Patterns: Megan Nielsen Alissa Maternity top and Cascade Skirt
Size: Both were cut in a size M
Alterations: Lowered the wrap on the top, added a cut-on facing and ties. Shortened the back of the Cascade to match the side seams.
Fabric: Viscose knit in Cherry-Plum, 3m

Spring and Summer sewing 2015 part 2

I like to plan my sewing, I spend more time planning than actually sewing and then I want to kick myself for not putting my words (or drawings) into action.

I told you about my Spring sewing plans, I finished the copy of the dress and love it, but haven’t gotten round to taking pictures yet.

But just the colour scheme wasn’t enough. My drawing went into overdrive and I experimented a bit in Photoshop. I wanted to try my hand at creating a beautiful capsule wardrobe (there’s a lot of clothes, ‘cuz I don’t do minimal)




These were just the ‘in between’ ideas, but you get the gist. I finally settled on the pieces of clothing I wanted and the fabrics to use…. Most of them from stash (yay for me), I even wrote down the place to find the ‘new’ fabrics for future reference (Yes, I’m that organized – when it comes to sewing)

Fabric Collection

I’ve bought most of these fabrics by now (somehow, some unplanned ones jumped into my bag as well – bad fabric) and having them here really inspires me, I love looking at the colors, touching and stroking them and they really give me a ‘Spring’ feeling! If you’re wondering about the weird numbering, it corresponds with the picture below (I numbered them by hand and not on Photoshop and I really can’t be bothered to fix that but basically top left is 1 and so on…)

Let's play the game 'Spot the pattern'

I’m sure you can spot a few familiar patterns :) I might not use the exact same patterns but I’ve began experimenting with what works and what doesn’t. I tried my hand in drafting my own perfect Spring/Summer t-shirt to turn into dresses and tunics and so on. I’ve never drafted anything before, I’m more a ‘hack from pattern’ kinda sewist, but it’s been fun and it’s given me the chance to use the ‘less pretty’ fabrics in my stash for wearable muslins :) Now those fabrics finally feel loved as well.

Now before you go on saying how pretty my drawings look and you wish you could do the same: Keep reading!

I’m not very good at drawing but this series of blogposts inspired me to give it a go anyway! I suggest you read them if you want to make your own outfit drawings but are afraid you can’t draw.

I actually cheated by copying the line drawings of all the patterns I wanted to use, scaled them to be the same size and then started mixing and matching. Those of you who follow me on Instagram, know how much fun I had a few weeks ago. (Note that fun should always be accompanied by The Doctor)

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How is your planning going?

PS I want to thank you all for the kind words on my last blogpost. I feel a lot better now that it’s out in the open. I’ve taken my life back into my own hands, Konmari‘d my entire house to get rid of the mess and I have a new co-worker who’s awesome! (And has a blog) She’s basically been acting as my personal therapist to get me to like my job a bit better…. So far, it’s working :D

Sometimes life gets you.

I’ve been meaning to write this post for a long time but always hesitated because this is supposed to be a sewing blog. But it’s my blog and in the end I decide what gets published. I consider you all to be my friends, I’ve never related to anyone as much as to my fellow sewcialists and I’ve never felt less judged by a community. So I at last feel comfortable sharing what’s going on in my life.

It all started after the baby was born about 14 months ago (time flies). Because we were still renovating the house I was confined to two spaces upstairs with a newborn. I spend three months inside with only a TV to keep me company. I didn’t have a decent kitchen, I didn’t have a decent place to do laundry. All I got to do all day was sit at home in front of the tv and eat. So I ate and I ate and I ate. In the end I gained nearly 12 kgs. That doesn’t seem like a lot, but the more I gained the worse I felt about myself.

I felt bad because I had gained weight, I felt bad because I couldn’t keep our house tidy (which was really no surprise since it was basically a construction site) and I felt like a bad wife because I wasn’t happy and in return couldn’t make my husband happy.

It improved somewhat when I went back to work and when we finally finished our downstairs area enough to actually live in it. But in June (10 months after we moved) I still didn’t have a kitchen and I still had people staying here every Friday to Sunday working around the house. I lost it. I couldn’t handle the mess, I couldn’t handle the pressure of being a new mom and I couldn’t handle the fact that my husband never learned how to do household chores. I love him to bits and I love my mother-in-law to bits but he never had to do anything around the house when he was living at home so he messes up every single task. He can’t cook, he doesn’t know how to do the laundry and he doesn’t know how to clean or tidy things up. He leaves his stuff everywhere, doesn’t put anything back into its rightfull place so it all comes down to me. On top of that I have the sweetest family who spend entire weekends helping out and staying over to get the house ready as fast as possible. But the constant presence of all these people and having to serve them extra meals and having them critisize every thing I did or didn’t do was too much. I felt so guilty and so bad about not wanting them there when all they did was help out, that I just lost it. completely…

At the time I didn’t have a fulltime teaching job, I wanted to, but the school system is very weird in Belgium so I wanted to work fulltime but there just wasn’t a fulltime job for me to do. Financially we were barely coping. I kept telling everyone that we needed to stop construction so that we could save some money, but nobody ever listened. And money grew tighter and tighter and tighter.

I spend my entire Summer depressed on the sofa. 8 weeks of Summer holiday and all I did was cry and watch tv. I was home all day, the baby went to daycare and I didn’t even manage to make dinner by the time my husband got home.

I felt totally worthless. By then we had a kitchen and our downstairs area was looking like a house, but everything got to me and it was all too much. I couldn’t handle the mess, I couldn’t handle the pressure and I didn’t know how to talk about it. Every few days I would break down and cry in front of my husband, who tried to understand but couldn’t. I didn’t feel like a good housewife, I felt like a bad mom, I felt like a bad wife plus money was tight so I felt bad everytime I bought something or everytime I wanted to meet up with friends. But spending money was the only thing that made me feel better. It was a vicious circle.

At the end of August, I got a new teaching job at the same school as last year, this made me partially happy since I would be seeing my pupils and co-workers again and for the first time I got to recycle some of last years’ work, which gave me a bit of free time. It wasn’t a fulltime job, again, but I was hopefull that something would open up and I would get a fulltime work schedule in a few months.

In Octobre, I finally decided to do something about my weight and my depression and I started eating Paleo. I’m not going to promote Paleo here, but the fact remains that by January I had lost 10kgs, I was sleeping better and that my depression was partly gone because I didn’t have anymore bloodsugar spikes. Eating Paleo really is the way to go for me.

By Novembre it was becoming obvious that getting a fulltime work schedule wasn’t going to happen and money was again running tight. This made me feel worse again, because it was my fault that this was happening. I was the one not working fulltime. All my guilt and all my feelings of depression came back. I didn’t enjoy prepping for class anymore, my house was a mess! All I did was lay on the couch and spend money we didn’t have in an attempt to feel better. I still loved teaching though, just not the stuff that came with teaching. It was getting so bad that something had to be done and I started considering other options. By the end of Decembre money was still our biggest problem and I finally gave in and looked for another job, something other than teaching. I found something quite easily, something related to interior design which I studied before I decided to become a teacher.

It really killed me to say goodbye to my school and pupils, but we needed the money. I really liked the new job, although working overtime was part of it. I didn’t mind, the only thing I felt bad about was not seeing the baby as much as I did before. I wasn’t used to working a 9-5 job.

Things started to look up until the 25th of February. Around 10 am, I was at work and had a missed call from my brother-in-law from the previous night. I decided to call him back but he told me it wasn’t important anymore. He sounded weird but I blamed the bad connection since he was out of the country. It wasn’t the bad connection. He had just gotten a call from my father-in-law with the news that my sister-in-law had been in a car accident and had passed away. Her car slipped on an ice patch, she hit the concrete bridge with her head and was killed instantly.

I still haven’t come to terms with what happened, I still don’t belief she’s actually gone. It was the stupidest accident anyone could ever imagine. I spend the entire week up to the funeral in a haze. Making sure I was there to support my husband and his family, taking care of practical stuff, calling newspapers to get the details out of the paper. I tried to stay strong. But inside I was dying, not because I was as sad as her family but because in a split second I lost whichever kind of faith I once believed in. I lost myself. It felt like something out of a film, something that happens to other families and you read about in a newspaper. i never imagined it could happen to anyone I knew, let alone family.

It made me rethink and it still does, who I am, what I really want to do with my life. Not in a kick under your butt kind of way but in a way that made me realise that I have absolutely no idea who I am or what I want.  The only thing I’m certain of is that I love my daughter and that I love my husband.

But it made me realise that I don’t like to work overtime and spend more time than necessary away from home, it made me realise that my job is quiet superficial, very money oriented and I hate that people complain about their table taking a bit longer to produce than first estimated. It doesn’t seem important as anymore, nothing does.

I want to do something that I love, something that makes me happy, but I have no idea what that is. All I know and feel now is that I’m not happy. It’s a taboo to say, but I’m not happy and I don’t know how to fix it.

I don’t feel as worthless anymore as I did 6 months ago, I don’t even care about that last kg or cleaning everyday. It’s worse, I honestly have no idea who I am.

I don’t expect you to help me or feel sorry for me, I wrote this post just for me, because I have nobody to talk to in real life and these words just needed a way out. This is what my life looks like at the moment and for the past month I’ve been trying to get it back on track while helping my husband get over what happened, but I honestly don’t know if I can.

Spring & Summer Sewing 2015

It’s February and I can’t wait for Spring to begin so I can start sewing my warm weather wardrobe!

Sure, I’ve got a massive backlog of winter sewing to blog about but since those clothes are on constant rotation they are never available for photographing when the light outside is somewhat decent. Truth be told, they’ll probably never make it onto the blog but I’m not going to feel bad about it :)

A few years ago I bought a dress, it was relatively cheap and the amount of ironing it required drove my mother insane. But I wore it until it had holes (which didn’t take long since the quality was quite crappy). Then I gained some weight and stopped wearing it. I couldn’t get myself to throw it out and kept it aside to save the fabric. I’m glad I kept it because it fits again (yes, holes and all) and I want to recreate it. I’m still looking for the perfect pattern as I can’t get myself to take it apart and rubbing it off turned out to be impossible (too many details and gathers)


Yes, I know, my drafting skills are spectacular :D

Apart from wanting to recreate the dress, I wish I could get my hands on the fabric because I’m in love with it and it inspired me for my Spring/Summer palette.

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Suggestions are always welcome! Have you ever found such inspiration in an ‘old’ piece of clothing?

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year

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I’m blue!

I’m lying in bed right now feeling very much under the weather and in one of my awake moments I posted an Instagram pic of my signature style. (Day 8 of Sewvember) I found the pictures in my Instagram feed and on my blog and came to a revelation about what I like to wear!


Apparently it’s coloured/floral scarfs, tan boots, chambray and lots of blue!
I’m an autumn type so I would never consciously pick navy as my favourite but apparently unconsciously I do! Who knew!

Are there any colours you wear over and over again?

Now I’ll just go right back to feeling sorry for myself and watching Gilmore Girls!

Blurry pictures and selfie overload!

Today I discovered a gorgeous spot far away from prying eyes. Sadly all my outfit pictures turned out this way.

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Upside, I get to go back and play around with my camera a bit more tomorrow! Husband agreed to look after the baby while I’m away (like he would ever say no to that) so I could enjoy my alone time. Fingers crossed the weather is as beautiful tomorrow as it was today!

I’ve been working on building up confidence in front of the camera and on taking better pictures. So far I’ve started liking it, which up until a few weeks ago I really really didn’t. Confidence is getting there. Picture quality is still tricky ;)

I’ll leave you with the few pictures that turned out okay. Far from perfect but I like how they look, the way they capture the light and the fact that these are straight of the camera totally unedited! Sorrynotsorry for the silliness. It’s a steep learning curve :D

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I wish you all a lovely evening, I’ve got a date at a diner in Stars Hollow!