It’s a Dalek!
Happiest Dalek ever.
It’s Dr. Who month over at Friends Stitched Together. And Project Run & Play has a different format this year: one pattern or tutorial per month. I wanted to participate in both so badly but I had no clue how I was going to swing it. And then Michelle from Falafel and the Bee combined both sew alongs into one. Smart move. She encouraged me to steal her idea. I said I was going to make a Tardis dress out of blue wool leftover from my Peony.
Evidently, I got sidetracked.
Details. I used the tutorial from PRP for the skirt portion and added a cropped Tinny bodice, sans sleeves and lined (seems to have disappeared from the shop though, weird).
I made 6 panels for the skirt instead of two. Each seam is outlined with silver topstitching (hard to see on the dark corduroy). I appliquéd 4 silver circles onto each panel. My mom actually brought that fabric back from France for me. A remnant of the fabric my aunt used to sew a costume, I think.
I skipped the waist elastic and just gathered the skirt onto the bodice. Blue invisible zipper in the back. Tardis blue lining because, duh.
I added a stripe of the silver fabric to the bodice because I wanted to. Also, Daleks have these panels that give a striped effect. I only did one because I didn’t want to turn the dress too costumey. Silver zigzag topstitching along the sides of the stripe and along the neckline.
I had this great idea for a Dalek hat. I had it all planned out in that head of mine but I realized it would take me forever. For something that would cause a fight between souricette 2 and I. I would try to get the hat on her, she would rip it off. Repeat until one of us gives up. That would be me. She always wins the hat fight. I did two little buns in her hair instead, trying to give them the Dalek shape.
The girls and I worked hard at creating a city out of Duplos for the Dalek to exterminate. It didn’t quite work out. Oh, it was built and it was destroyed. But I didn’t get the effect I was looking for. Possibly because this is what I got when I told her to look angry.
She likes her dress at least. I’m calling her my little Dalek from now on.