Eighteen and Crunchy
One thing I love to do is take clothing I don’t want to wear and change it into something I want to wear everyday. I subscribe heavily into the trend of up-cycling. I’m of the make and mend mindset.
I have a stack of old or ruined clothes in my closet. The idea is that I’ll ‘get to them someday’. Well, yesterday I got to two of them.
One of them was a hoodie hand-me-down from a neighbor boy. I had cut the hood and neck off in ninth grade, trying to make it a cropped sweatshirt. I cut off way too much. It no longer sat on my shoulders at all. It also has a hole in one sleeve.
I decided to slip the blouse inside the sweatshirt and sew it so that it looked like I was wearing a flannel under my hoodie. The first thing I did was cut out the bit of the blouse I wanted.
It looks scarily uneven in this picture. Yeesh. I pinned it in and started sewing.
I am not a good sewer. I’m not even a proficient sewer. It always starts out well but goes downhill as I get frustrated. Once I had accidentally sewed the back to the front I was about to give up but my mom, ever the sewing savant, stepped in and helped me finish it.
This is my attempt at showing it being worn. Apparently bathroom selfies aren’t in my skill set. I cannot stress how not disappointed I am about this. Not even a little bit.
From the front.
From the back.
I sewed it so that it looked like the hoodie is curling down over itself. Hopefully with a little wear it will look a little more natural. My mom even sewed a little patch on the hole on the arm while I was at work.
She knew I wanted to and she had finished her mending so she decided to do that bit for me. Isn’t she the best?