Jacket with collar
The front – sorry for the crummy pic.
The sleeve is just basted in to check how
well it fits in the armhole.
I had to stay home with Pulguito. He had a fever of 102F and threw up this morning. I feel terrible now. I think I might have it. Pulguito seems to be fine.
I feel terrible. I want to sleep. My head hurts, and I have no energy. I felt fine this morning.
When I finally got enough energy to do a bit of sewing, I didn’t have any fun! It was time to ease the sleeves into the jacket. I hate that. Well, I used to hate it. I never could get the sleeve in smoothly. Practice makes perfect, I suppose. But I still dread it.
Before I run the ease line on the sleeve cap, I pin the sleeve into the armhole just to check things. The back of the sleeve seems long.
Well, I’m an optimist, so I go over to the sewing machine and run my ease line. I gather up the sleeve cap and pin it into the armhole again. The front goes in great, but not the back.
The back
Hmm, wonder if you’d be interested in watching my grandmother do this the next time we’re in SF? Would that help?