Earth to Robin, come in Robin...

Yesterday Rob helped me fit the 18th century jacket mock-up I made. Poor man, I probably shouldn't ask him to try and help me fit the back of something that's obviously WAAAAY to big when I'm already on a short thread...we'll just say it's a good thing we are already married and he can't bail now...that and showing him a picture of what it's SUPPOSED to look like is a very helpful tool. You should all feel really bad for him, he got the serious short end of the stick. The mock-up was way way way too big, we took inches out of everywhere.

Today I carefully marked my new stitching lines, cut apart the old mock-up and just to see how evenly he took out the extra I layed it over the old pattern...Rob came into the sewing room so see why I was laughing so hysterically...It was EXACTLY the same everywhere except the front panel which was an inch larger...I just needed to add 2" down the CF and the damn thing would have fit perfectly. Apparently I gained all my weight around the front, which I did kind of know I went up a cup size and carry most of my weight in the belly area.  Serves me right for torturing my poor husband. 

I've cut and sewn together a new mock up and tonight my upstairs neighbor who sews is going to give me a fitting go...I think Rob's still hiding from me.