Still questioning the validity of satin ‘joggers’, although feeling pretty propped by all the encouraging comments on their debut post. Thanks for weighing in! Commenter Barbara J had a valid point when she wondered whether dressing them up with high heels was, y’know, a bit twee…
….so I thought I’d try styling them more casually, pairing them with a plain heather gray T-shirt and metallic silver oxfords:
Whaddya think? Does it work? Or am I just trying to polish a turd? 😀
And then I saw this pretty satin fabric and thought “Jogging Pants!”, naturally, because jogging is the first thing that comes to mind when fondling shiny satin fabric.
Obviously no jogging is going to get done in these pants. But as a rule no jogging is ever going to get done in any of my pants unless someone else is wearing them. (That sounds like a weird euphemism, doesn’t it? “No jogging in my pants!” Say it with different intonations and it gets pretty funny.) Anyway, I don’t run — pants or no pants — unless someone is chasing me with a weapon or Lenny Kravitz was just spotted down the street. In the latter case it’s possible I’d be running with no pants on at all. K, this is getting weird…I’m gonna stop with all the pant and running imagery now.
The whole time I was sewing these I was thinking, this can only end in tears. Or laughter, actually. And here they are done and there are no tears, just a bit of laughter, and a feeling I can’t shake that I might actually wear them. Like, out in public. Or even around people I know.
The laughter came after I put them on last night before going out to dinner and asked my husband if he’d be embarrassed to be seen with me if I wore them. Without hesitating he gave me an emphatic yes, which was the answer we were both expecting. Since we were just going a few blocks in our own neighbourhood, I thought it safe to give these pants a test-walk. Turns out I liked wearing them! They’re comfy and kind of sophisticated — but I could be willfully deluding myself on the sophisticated bit. And not one person pointed and laughed! Well, except my snarky husband. This is a good sign, no?
There is a bit of unfortunate pattern placement as I didn’t realize when I laid out the pieces for cutting that parts of the fabric are more heavy on the dark colours. It just randomly turned out that the two back pieces wound up much lighter coloured than the two front pieces, as you can see in the next two photos. I wonder if this makes me look like a court jester. I mean, beyond the fact that I’m wearing satin Hammer Pants.
So, what do you think? Wearable? Or shall I just chalk these up to some more sewing experience under my belt? Or below the belt, as the case may be; these are the first pants I’ve sewn.