GUYS! I love this shirt! As you can see from all the wrinkles, I have been wearing it non-stop since I made the last stitch.
I’m calling it the Toasted Linden because I used the Linden Sweatshirt pattern by Grainline Studio as a base, but modified it to look more like the Toaster Sweater by Sew House Seven. (Does this make me a bad person for not buying the Toaster Sweater pattern??? If it makes Sew House Seven feel any better, I did buy their Tea House dress pattern and have never made it. Penance? Are we good?) At a certain point, though, there are only so many base designs you need in your pattern stash. The Linden is like a basic raglan sloper that can be modified with custom details as needed.
Did I say how much I love this top??? I made it with a luscious bamboo fleece from Water Tower Textiles (no affiliation….although Water Tower? If you want an affiliation, let me know, k? ‘Cause I pretty much need all my clothes to be made from this fabric). If you’re in Canada this is a great online resource for knits that won’t cost you a bomb for shipping — $10 flat rate shipping within Ontario, $13 to Quebec, and $15 to the rest of Canada. This fleece feels SO. GOOD. to wear!
The colour is called “Mellow Rose” but really it’s the elusive Millennial Pink that colour geeks have been nerding out about recently. A slightly salmon-y blush pink, or, as The Guardian puts it in a snarky article entitled ‘Millennial Pink’ is the Colour of Now — But What Exactly is It?, a “sort of a grapefruit shade of apricotty salmon….[It] represents a kind of ironic prettiness, or post-prettiness. It’s a way to be pretty while retaining your intellectual detachment. It’s a wish that prettiness could de-problematised.” I am SO DOWN with ironic, de-problematized prettiness!
(Note to self: next imaginary band name will be Problematized Prettiness.)
I love the funnel neck and the wide waistband and cuffs. I feel like a million bucks wearing it. A million ironically pretty bucks. Wearing a SWEATSHIRT. #LifeGoalsAchieved #DropsMic
Next is the exact shade of pink that apparently causes my camera to loose its fucking mind, so what you see here is absolutely nothing like the actual colour IRL. This is another Linden Sweatshirt, sewn with “peach” cotton french terry that I bought from another great Canadian retailer of knit fabric, L’oiseau Fabrics (no affiliation). “Peach” doesn’t do it justice as a colour, though. So let’s call this one Hot Carnation-Salmon Corally Pink-Orange Number 803 for ease of reference.
For this version I omitted the neck band and cuffs.
And finally, a mellower shade of blush pink that I can’t get enough of these days. Let’s call this colour Powdered Feather Down of a Blushing Swan that a Virgin Ballerina Ate with Chantilly Cream for Sunday Brunch.
This is the Ostara Top by Jennifer Lauren Handmade. I love the gather at the front that turns the U-neck into a sweetheart shape. Great detail! The top is quite fitted which makes it perfect for layering under jackets or cardigans, or as a base layer under a sweater in winter. I made it with a beautifully soft bamboo jersey purchased at the LA location of Mood Fabrics when I recently went to meet my podcast partner Helena in person for the first time. Helena bought the same fabric…let’s see what she makes with it.
Realizing I seem to have fallen down a pink rabbit hole, I was ruminating about the fact that there was a time in my teens and twenties when I would absolutely not be caught dead wearing pink. Not even ironically. Not even Hot Carnation-Salmon Corally Pink-Orange Number 803. Why? Because pink is associated with girls. (More irony: pink was actually associated with boys up until the 1950s.) And, having grown up in this same sexist world that everyone else did, I instinctively knew that anything strongly associated with girls/women/femininity was not cool. I didn’t realize any of this on a conscious level at the time; that’s the power of internalized misogyny. So I’m embracing pink, because:
(And, if these photos are anything to go by, I’m also embracing the return of 80’s-style giant earrings. Albeit not as willingly…them 40-something earlobes just don’t spring back as easily as my 80’s teen earlobes did.)
So long live sort of grapefruity shades of apricotty salmon! And shades of powdered feather down of blushing swans! Not to mention Drunk Tank pink! (That’s an actual shade of pink. Seriously. Go look it up.)
Do you wear pink? Love it or hate it? Deep-seated associations with it? Been thrown in a drunk tank painted with it? Tell me your stories of Pink.
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