Oh, I'm FINISHED with this project, all right. Let's cut to the chase: I hate this thing. HATE. IT.
I debated about modeling this rather than showing it on the dressform, but my husband talked me out of it. One of many reasons I love him: he knows how to save me from myself. He was right--I don't need to be seen on the internet in anything so incredibly unflattering.
God, where to begin? The high neckline makes it look like a hospital gown, or maybe a haircut smock. So there's that.
It's too big, even though I cut the right size for my measurements. The garment is intended to have three inches of ease at the bust, a fit the pattern envelope calls "loose but curvy." I call it "droopy and shapeless." Maybe the extra ease is supposed to exaggerate the bustline, emphasizing the relative smallness of the waist? Not sure, but in reality all it does is make my torso look like a deflated balloon. There's all this extra fabric pooling in the middle, making me look like I have either saggy boobs (I don't) or a big, flabby belly (nope).
The idea of the sleeves being extensions of the bodice seemed like it would good for my narrow-shouldered self, giving me the illusion of shoulders. Really it just provides a bunched-up fit in the armpit and frankly, strikes me as a really lazy way to make sleeves.
ANYWAY. I'm super-frustrated, because this is the third garment in a row I've made that hasn't fit. There's nothing I can even do to fix it except start over and make a smaller size, but I just don't wanna. This style just isn't for me. It obscures the parts of me I like the most--my boobal area, smallish waist, nice collarbone, and toned biceps.
The day after I finished this, my sewing table became overrun with those stupid little ants that invade our lives every summer. That's as good a reason as any for me to step away from the sewing machine for a while.