I keep thinking about the Pinyon Pants by Sew Liberated. I’ve been fascinated by every pair I see on Instagram. I bought the pattern – and even got the printed copy (I never do that!) but I haven’t started on them yet. I haven’t got the fabric, and I’m mid-way through another project right now. But this Pinyon Pants pattern, man. I feel so excited thinking about it.
There’s something about this moment between committing to making a pattern and actually starting work on it that feels so optimistic. This huge sense of potential. At this moment, the trousers I end up making from this pattern could be perfect, fit me like a dream, and be the best garment I’ve ever made.
But I haven’t started yet. I’m putting off starting because I’m putting off the point when reality hits. I’ve struggled with trousers so much in the past, I’ve struggled with fit. I tried the TDCO method, and it didn’t work for me. (Because that method doesn’t factor in the size of your calves! And I apparently have disproportionate calves? I did not feel that way before doing the TDCO method, which makes me resentful.) There is one trouser pattern that has worked for me, and I am going to copy the crotch curve and rise, but I don’t entirely have faith that it’s going to work.
And the thing is, I’m enjoying this moment. Right now, before I actually start working on the pattern, before I’ve even picked a fabric, before I’ve done a toile… Right now, the pattern sits in a liminal space between dream and reality, where it has the potential to be perfect, before I’ve had the chance to make mistakes and get frustrated with the fit. Maybe it will fit perfectly. Maybe they will be my perfect trousers. Maybe they won’t. Right now, I’m enjoying fantasising that they will.
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