It’s been a rocky relationship with sequin fabrics. The last time I worked with sequins, I ended up breaking my machines. From piles of broken needles to broken internal parts, I finally had had enough and just cut the cord with the fabric (and briefly with sewing). I swore off working with sequins ever again.
It was the breakup that I needed and more importantly, it was the push that I was well overdue for. Like my machines, I broke down. I had to reassess my creative path, or rather my sort of deviation from it. I was still being creative, but I was doing it primarily because it was paying the bills.
There wasn’t any heart in it. I knew it well before my machines broke down, but I told myself to just keep up with it. Once they did break, however, I had little desire to sew for awhile. My now broken machines collected dust and the piles of fabric remained untouched.
For awhile, I found other ways to be creative.
Then this happened:
This is the first time that I’ve worked with sequins in a very long time. I was quite hesitant, given our history, so I just took the most utmost of cares with it as I ran it through my machine.
It was almost a given that this sequins fabric would be a long elegant dress. The way it pooled into my hands when I picked it up, I knew that I wanted the bottom of the dress to do just that. This was going to be a simple dress, but I wanted to give it some character/edge. It just so happens that I have a roll of gold chain that I’ve been trying to find a use for.
Done. Sorted. Awesome.
I rarely make dresses in my size, mainly because I find those hard to sell. This time, I made an exception. I’ve been slacking on my photography, and I’m even worse with keeping up regularly with my self-portrait work. I figured that making this beautiful creation will give me the motivation and inspiration to get clicking and creating.
I still have another pile of sequins fabric that I plan on tackling. Eventually. No rush.