My Second Sewing Project

(I had some issues with my camera, so it’s taken me awhile to get my pictures uploaded for my blog)

So after the smashing success of our efforts towards our pillows, we moved on to the second project for our Beginner’s Sewing Class: yoga pants.



Actually, it was yoga pants for the ladies in our class. Being the only guy in our class, our instructor didn’t think that yoga pants would be up my alley. So she gave me some options to choose from: a shirt,



pajama bottoms,



or a pair of dance pants.



Well, I wasn’t interested in making a shirt, and I couldn’t understand, if she thought that yoga pants wouldn’t be appropriate for me, how she figured dance pants would be any better. But I did need a new pair of pajama bottoms anyways so I decided on the second option.

The objective of this particular project was to get us working with a stretch material as it poses challenges that one wouldn’t encounter with regular fabrics; I decided on a dark blue.



Yes, boring, I know; but it’s my favourite colour.

I quickly got through the steps of cutting my pattern to the right size, then pinning it to my fabric and cutting around to get the two legs.



I then sewed the crotches together followed by the side seams to get the basic shape of the pants put together. It was pretty smooth sailing up until this point.



The next step was now to attach the elastic in order to make the waistband.



This was a little tricky as you have to ensure that when you’re sewing the elastic around the circumference of the pant waist that it’s done in an even fashion. Otherwise, you’re going to end up with pants all scrunched up in one part of the waist and smoothed out in others. And nobody wants that.

This meant that, as you sewed on the elastic, you had to stretch the elastic and fabric out to the same length so that the fabric was distributed evenly on to the elastic.

So the trick was to divide the pant waist into quarters, do the same with the elastic, and then line up and pin together the dividing lines. That way, you could stretch out the pant and elastic out in more manageable sections and be assured that you’re stretching the two materials evenly and uniformly around the circumference of the waist.





The elastic was then rolled over, pinned and stitched again to get a clean finish.



Ah, Strongbow, sweet nector of the gods.



So that parted ended up pretty well. But now I had another problem. As was typical with pants that I wear, and one of the motivations behind my taking sewing lessons to begin with, the rise, the distance from the crotch to the waistband, was too long. So if I wore the pants at my waist where they’re supposed to sit, then I ended up with this flap of fabric dangling in my crotch (I looked like a refugee from an MC Hammer music video).



Conversely, if I wore them so that they were at the right crotch height, the waistband ended up around my armpits like a senior citizen.



But, eureka! All was not lost! Since I now had acquired some basic skills from the class, it was simply a matter of me taking the waist apart, cutting off a few inches and then reattaching the waistband as described earlier.

The finished product.



Action shot!



And that concluded the Beginner Sewing Class at A Great Notion. Overall, it was a pretty good introductory class. But I still haven’t really learned how to hem properly; that’s its own class. So I think that’s the next class that I’d like to tackle. Unfortunately, it falls on a Saturday, which is when I have rugby. So I’ll have to wait until the season is over, since I don’t think my teammates would be too understanding if I told them “Sorry guys. I can’t play this weekend because I have a sewing class.” I can’t imagine that going over too well.

My First Sewing Project.

One of the things that often comes up when purchasing new items of clothing is the fit of said items. As a vertically challenged individual, relatively speaking, I pretty much wind up getting most, if not all, of my clothes altered in one way or another. If it’s a pair of pants, they’ll need to be shortened, likewise, the sleeves on my shirts or the length of the body. But after a while, it gets a little tiresome and also can add up to be a not insignificant sum of money.

So one day I decided to take a sewing course, which I finished last month. I know, not really the manliest or coolest hobby to take up. But, heck, my mom’s friends already think I’m gay anyway (and I believe that she’s a little worried as well); so there probably wasn’t anything more that I could really do to improve or diminish my reputation in their eyes.


The first thing I needed, of course, was a sewing machine. As luck would have it, my mom had one that’d been gathering dust in the garage for quite some time. A Baycrest special, this machine is unbelievably heavy, it has to weigh at least 60 lbs. It’s also very likely to be older than me as my mom informed me that she had bought it when I was just a wee baby, and it was used at that. But, what’s great is that they built things to last in those days, so it only needed a little bit of servicing and now works perfectly well.

I signed up for the beginner sewing class at A Great Notion, a sewing supply store in Langley that also conducts sewing classes on premises. Our first project? A pillow!


I picked my fabric a few days before the class as per requirements, a nifty little stripe pattern that I thought would be fun. And it was on sale. That, in and of itself, is no big deal.


What was crazy was that Marie, who was in the same class, on a completely separate day, out of hundreds of fabrics to choose from, bought the exact same fabric. Spooky.

Anyways, the goal of the project was to basically to get us using a sewing machine as well as learning to sew three basic components.


One was the dart, which is basically a fold that’s sewn into the fabric. Common in women’s tops, it’s used to give shape to an item of clothing, giving you that form fitted looked. Coincidentally, I’ve got a couple of dress shirts from Mexx that have darts in them. Gotta show off the manly figure.


The second item was a flat-felt seam, which is a common seam used in pants. If you look at the outside of your pair of jeans, you’ll see it running along the length.


Last, was learning to sew a zipper. This was a part of the project that I had some struggles with. It was after working with this aspect that I suddenly rediscovered the merits of using buttons.


The two sides of the pillow fabric were then sewn together...


and then stuffed with the cushion and...


Voila! The finished product.


I liked how my flat-felt seam turned out; but I have to admit that Marie did a much better job with her zipper.

Next up, pajama bottoms.

The Great Gin Taste Off (An Illustrated Essay)

As an occasional sampler of alcoholic delicacies, my taste in spirits tends to wax and wane over time. One year, it may be White Russians that tickle my fancy, the next it may be a Panache; and, sometimes, on occasion, nothing will suffice but a Hairy Buffalo (not really). Lately, I’ve been on a Gin and Tonic kick. I don’t know what it is, perhaps it’s been the heat of our recent summer or my affection for things with lemon slices, but I’ve just been drawn to its simplicity of design and cleanness of flavour.

But as a relative novice to the world of Gin, and this applies to spirits in general, I’ve always wondered: Why are some brands of Gin are more expensive than others? What is it that makes a brand like, say, Hendricks priced that much more than another like Beefeaters? Is there really a noticeable difference if different brands were compared against each other? Would I notice a difference? Would I prefer one (especially the cheapie) over the other? These were questions that plagued my thoughts by day, and haunted my dreams by night. Thus was born the idea of the Great Gin Taste Off.


The idea was to compare three brands of Gin, a cheap one, a middle of the road brand, and one ranked in the upper echelon of grading. Part of choosing three was logistic as well; anything more and you kind of end up drinking quite a bit of alcohol in one sitting.

The three contestants for consideration were:


Tanqueray Ten: A London Dry Gin, it’s produced in Scotland and is the flagship offering of the Tanqueray family. A multiple award winner, including Best New Gin (Food and Wine), Spirit of the Year (Wine and Spirits Annual Buying Guide), 98 Rating (Wine Enthusiast Magazine), Double Gold Medal Winner at the San Francisco Spirits Competition, and honoured in the San Francisco Spirits Competition Hall of Fame (awarded when voted best in show three years running). It’s described as "sublimely fresh with depth and complex flavour and a mouth-feel that can only be described as unctuous... highlighted by flavours of grapefruit, orange and lime and mellowed by juniper and chamomile.”


Bombay Sapphire: A brand of gin distributed by Bacardi, the name hints at the origins of the gin's popularity in the India of the days of the British Raj. The flavouring of the drink comes from a recipe of ten ingredients: almond, lemon peel, liquorice, juniper berries, orris root, angelica, coriander, cassia, cubeb, and grains of paradise. The spirit goes through a triple distilled process to give it a lighter, more floral flavour.


Gordon’s London Dry Gin: The cheapest gin I could find.

Aiding me in this little experiment, since it’s always good to have a second opinion, mi compadre Keith G.

A data whiz by day and photographer of special occasions and kids by moonlight, I’ve found that Mr. G has always had a knack for culinary observation.


We first started with Gordon’s and were immediately struck by the medicinal quality of the taste. While all gin’s will have a distinct flavouring due to their enfusion with juniper berries, in the case of Gordon’s, the burn of the alcohol definitely competed with any flavour that the gin may have had. This burn lingered in the palate for a period of time afterward. Keith also noticed that Gordon’s tended to stimulate the outside of the tongue. Very little aroma or taste, it was basically like drinking ethanol.


Next up was Bombay Sapphire. I found the aroma of Bombay to be comparable that of Gordon’s; but what immediately hit us was the difference in taste which was much stronger and deeper. Bombay Sapphire is a gin that really fills your palate with it’s flavour; which I presume to be of the juniper berries and which I can only describe as bitter and earthy. Keith noted that the taste settled more in the middle of the tongue. Point well taken, sir. It still packed a significant burn afterwards, but the juniper taste lingered much longer as well, which had a tempering affect.


Finally, Tanqueray Ten. The first thing I noticed was the difference in aroma which reminded me of the zest on a lemon. This carried on through into the flavour itself such that there a significant citric component to it that actually increased the bitterness a little in the aftertaste, which was stronger than the Bombay Sapphire. However, this was balanced out by the fact that there was very little burn going down. This was a mellow gin.

So in the end, what was the verdict?


Well, Keith decided on the Bombay Sapphire. While the Tanqueray Ten was definitely smoother, He was really turned off by the stronger aftertaste. Additionally, he was more drawn by the more floral bouquet of Bombay Sapphire. I always had him pegged as a bit of a poofter.


For myself, my drinking habits tend to gravitate towards drinks and drinking strategies that minimize or reduce the burn of a particular spirit. So, Tanqueray Ten was aces in my books. Its mellow taste and smooth finish gave it the edge over Bombay Sapphire.


And thus was concluded Cliff and Keith’s first ever Great Gin Taste Off. Stay tuned for the next instalment of “The Great _______ Taste Off” when we tackle other spirits like Vodka, Beer and Two Buck Chuck,.


You know, this happens to me much more often than I would care to admit.