Wednesday 4 April 2012

Remember me?

Once upon a time there was a little butterfly, who started to write a blog. And she was really exited to finaly have a place to show of her work and ask more advanced seamstresses for advice. But then she fell into a most terrible sewing de motivation factored by two things:
  • The new sewing machine she was supposed to get for Christmas simply wouldn't arrive. She drove by the shop on a daily basis. The shop owner always saw her coming in and before she could even inquire about her new baby he made an apologetic face and lifted his hand's in an it's-out-of-my-power-gesture. Now who would want to continue doing anything creative under those conditions?
  • The one thing this little butterfly loved more than sewing was dancing. Unfortunately spending twelve hours per week at dance practice resulted in some mayor changes in her figure. And so she'd have to unpick everything after less than a month and do alterations. And the little butterfly hates unpicking seams.
But eventually the sewing machine arrived and the little butterfly at least started to write her blog again in order to ask people for help with defining her new shape.

So uhm I'm back again :) As you probably realised I'm the little butterfly. Even though the story might be just a bit melodramatic.

But let's get to the point shall we? Nothing fits any more! The practice skirt I'd sewn for myself now looks like a sack of potatoes on me. If I hadn't sewn in a waist band elastic by hand it would just fall over my hips. It's not all due to weight loss though since it went in the tumbler and the stretchy fabric came out permanently stretched.  I'm still not sure if I want to sew a new one any time soon. It still looks better than the other practice skirts in my formation. They're just meters upon meters of jersey gathered to a too tight, too thin elastic waistband. They also have a lot of holes around the gem because your heels will still get caught if you shorten the hem to 30 cm of the floor. Paint a bad enough picture yet?

What I'm currently concerned with is finding out what my new body shape is and what  would suit me now.
What body shape am I?!
 I took this picture right after breakfast so my stomach is a bit puffed out. It's usually more concave. I also had ten hours worth of dance practise the day before so I'm still half in dance posture
But lets get started on analysing that shall we?

I seam to have:
  • equally wide hips and shoulders
  • a high (short) waist, which looks average since ...
  • my bust is a lot higher than most peoples
  • my widest point from the front (just around crotch) is not my widest point from the side (butt)
  • I have muscular thighs from dancing on slippery floors (the "quicker" the floor is, the closer you get to squatting)
  • my calves are also well defined from the rise and fall action in standard dances (rising unto the tips of your toes and going back down in something that resembles a sine wave)
  • I screwed up the arms because they are actually more muscular than some of the boy's I know (thank you seven years of climbing)
  • my waist is my smallest part
That would leave me as an hourglass wouldn't it? But the side view doesn't look very hourglassy to me. It's more like an inverted triangle with shapely legs .... What do you think?

Since that didn't really help I tried to find which body shape I am by layering these pictures over my own:
After a bit of stretching I could finally start looking for my body shape.

I'm not a vase since my shoulders and hips peek out and her waist peeks out behind mine. Can you see what  I mean?

And then I can't be sure if I'm a cello or an hourglass since both pictures seem to "fit" my body equally well. Of course that leaves you wondering at what the difference between the two is. Anyone want to help me play spot the difference?

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