In this rural antipodean outpost, it appears that I alone am still flying the flag for Corduroy Appreciation Day, long after the world has moved on to denim, drill and gabardine.
Corduroy Day is today, the 11th of November, the date which most closely resembles the wales of corduroy (11/11).
This year, in the spirit of slow fashion, I have a special re-fashioning project. Back in May I farewelled my home-made taupe corduroy trousers (is it weird to write an obituary to a pair of trousers? Read it here) and have been saving them for a shorts transformation. But it’s not as simple as just cutting the legs off; some repairs and re-styling were necessary.
The zip was totally busted. Instead of replacing it, I cut it out and made buttonholes for an old-school button fly.
The waist on these trousers was too low/crotch was too high. I didn’t realise it until I saw myself wearing them in this Me-Made-May photo. That low waist cut me in half and made me look like I have even less of a waist than the zero I have. (Just an aside: my family thought my new sewing book was called Zero Waist Sewing, bless them).
The solution is to lower the crotch, simply by stitching the crotch curve lower and cutting away the excess.
Finally, I amputated the legs. I couldn’t leave them as trousers; the new higher waist made the legs too short. I’m sure I’ll find something to do with the lower legs…trousers for a toddler? bolster cushion? wheat bag?
Happy Corduroy Day Everyone!