I checked out a copy of Carefree Clothes for Girls from the library (did you know you could do that?! It's the best!) when Avery was a baby and fell in love with it. Simple quality fabrics, carefully but casually draped styles, and little flourishes here and there, was just how I wanted to dress my darling daughter. But she was too little for the patterns in it (although most are easily scalable I think) at the time and so I returned it without sewing anything from its lovely pages.
This summer I had big plans to sew her an entire wardrobe from white linen, partly because I had visions of bloomers and rompers in my head and the sickening realization that by next year she might actually be old enough to not want to wear those sorts of things, and partly because it just seemed like a romantic idea.
And so I ordered a copy of the book and several yards of tissue weight linen, and dreamed of all her little things hanging from the clothes line in the summer sun.
As plans like that generally go, this was actually the only thing I got around to sewing-- in September no less. But still its made, and there are a few warm days yet this year.
I am not really an unfinished edges kind of girl. I like my sewing to be neat and tidy, but that is the allure of the clothes in this book. It's that little bit of roughness that make them feel whimsical and well...carefree I guess.
So as I stitched, I fought the urge to make those little imperfections perfect and I repeated to myself, "Carefree...carefree...carefree...".
Liberating I tell you!
Just like this girl.