I've got to be honest, this was the part of making this veil that I was dreading the most. Mostly, because I had no idea how I was going to pull it off! The comb on the top of the veil (see my post Kate Moss Wedding Veil Re-creation Part 3 here) was the part that held up the majority of the weight so now I had to find a way of holding up the veil in the back while creating a poof. But as I was making it and talking with Shelby through a turn of events, she wanted to changed the design, which was fine by me! (actually ended up making my job easier!)
First off I measured 9 1/2 inches from the top comb' center straight down.
Then I just angled it into where the end of the combs were. You really will need to take some time with this step to try and find the right "shape" of the "cap" part. Be sure you use a FABRIC SAFE DISAPPEARING pen (not a washable one) or sewing pins to mark your sewing line. *NOTE* don't make a round curve or you'll mess up the shape of the poof. Just angle it like pictured below.
Sew a basting stitch along this line and gather it up then tie off your ends to keep your gathers in place until you can sew over with a permanent stitch on the machine.
Here is what it looks like on a person's head.
And that's it! As you can see it doesn't exactly look like Kate's but this is what Shelby wanted and as her lowly seamstress, I can only do as I'm told. :) :P
We're almost done! just one more step and Shelby can get married! ('Cuz you know, the wedding can't happen without my veil :)
He came into this world on January the 14th, 1997 and I loved him. All four chubby limbs, 20 1/2 inches, 8 pounds 6 ounces of him.
I was his big sister. We did everything together. We were each other's best friend.
He had (and still does!) those little tricks that would drive Mom and me up the wall! Like putting food in his mouth and holding it there even 10 mins after a meal was over!
(Good little brother playing dolls with me! BAD LITTLE BROTHER PLAYING WITH MY DOLLS!)
(He never took an activity seriously which frustrated me to no end!)
He has the cutest smile and the only person ever in history to be able to pull off a mullet!
He's a photo bomber and whenever you take a picture of him, he's going to pose for ya!
He has always been creative in several ways and blows my mind with what he comes up with next.
(A butterfly trap using only rope and some net)
(Making AWESOME movies)
He and his best friend drive me crazy and he makes me laugh!
(Couldn't blow his candles out like a normal human being now could he?)
He makes his own style and loves wearing suits. With some outfits he even has a different identity.
(The Magical Hobo)
(Stripes and Plaids...a favorite of his!)
(More Stripes and Plaids...see what I mean?)
He shows me Jesus in the way he lives his life and, even though I joke that I pray hard for the woman who marries him, I must admit, she is one lucky gal.
Who is he? He's my brother, and I love him. All four lanky limbs, 5 ft. 13 in. (that's his way of saying it) and 125+ pounds of him.
Happy Birthday Mr. Epic!
I love you,
P.S. Now go find your present from Riley. I'll give you a hint: You'll be hot when you find somewhere dark but that has a light. :)
So our family is sitting at the dinner table last night and the topic about problems with the internet comes up, (One my brother, Christopher's favorite subjects) and suddenly my Mom goes:
"Google is taking over. Google is the Antichrist."
Then we all got on the computer and searched for a movie to watch.
As my friend Riley would say: "Yep, that's the Stewarts for ya!"
You know that helpless feeling when you realize you can't control the things that happen around you?
My Aunt calls it falling without a net
I call it groping around in the darkness screaming for help and you can't see or feel anything.
That's where I've been since Monday Dec 23 2013 at around 10:00 am Central time when we first got the call that Petepaw was failing. Fast. I grope around in this ever present darkness searching for something, anything, but wanting my Father. I scream for HIM. I call out in anger and fear. Then when I finally stop and listen I hear HIM whisper my name sweetly:
"I'm right behind you Dear. I've been back here this whole time. Just turn around and you'll see me."
But I don't turn around and rush into HIS loving arms, even though I so desperately want to. Because all to often I let fear control me. So I sit down in the darkness and HE sits beside me.
"My world is falling apart." I tell HIM
"I know Baby"
"and I can't make it stop!" I cry
We sit there in silence for some time. He's waiting for me to speak.
"I'm sorry I'm crying. I know I shouldn't. I should be happy for Petepaw instead of selfishly crying for him. He's happy now and so I should be happy for him too I guess. Isn't that how it works?"
"If your crying is selfish, then why did I cry when my friend Lazarus died?" HE says
(HE like to say things like that to make me stop and think. Guess that's WHO my earthly Daddy gets it from) I sit again in silence once again, thinking over HIS words. HE is right. HE always is.
"Is Petepaw happy?" I ask unsure if I can even ask such a question.
"What do you think? What did you tell Izzy at the hospital after you saw him?"
HE is right. I told Izzy, who sat crying on the floor, after I saw Petepaw that he was happy. Because he was. If he felt happy the last day he was alive, how did I think he felt now that he was in his eternal home?
"Did he find Patt and Aren?" I ask referring to my sister and brother who were never born
"Yes. And he loves them."
Tears weld up in my eyes again and I cry. And HE loves me for crying anyway. HE wraps me in HIS arms and tells me:
"I know you feel alone. I know you hurt. I know there are times you feel like you need to be the strong one for everyone else. I know there are times you just want to crawl in a corner, curl up in a ball and cry. And I know you wish that this was all a dream and could go back asleep, wake up and everything be perfect. But it doesn't work that way Baby, I'm sorry, it doesn't work that way. Everyone has their time and that time must end at one point, it always does."
He strokes my hair in a way only someone with fatherly love can.
"But I promise, I'll be here. I'll be here during all those times you don't understand and those times you think you do. I won't leave you. I never did.
I was there in the Pearl Community Room when Aunt Rie got the call to go to the hospital and left you, Delia, Shelby, Max and Izzy all confused and worried. I was there In the hall when you called Hannah seeking help and advice. I was sitting in the chair with you when you called your daddy who was hours away and you wished he was there with you instead. I was in room #326 with you and gave you the strength you asked for to tell Petepaw how much you loved him. I was holding you when you found out that I had taken him home. I was there as you watched your brothers and two boy cousins carry his lifeless body to his grave. I was with you when you traveled home without your mom. I was holding you every time you felt alone and you didn't realize I was there. I was with you then and I'm with you now. I'm here when others can't be and I'm still here when they are.
And I promise I'll never let you go."
I cry at those words, while HE loves me. And He doesn't let go until I push away from HIM.
"Are you ready, my love, to walk this long road ahead of you? The road that leads to where you can say "I'm all right now?""
I nod and sniff back my tears. "Just hold my hand please."
HE smiles down at me "Oh Honey I'll do better than that." and HE picks me up in HIS wonderful strong arms. The same arms that made the universe, destroyed nations and carried the sick. The same arms that carried my Petepaw and now, HE carries me. Into the light down the long road to where I can say "I'm alright now" until I can walk it myself. Then HE holds my hand
and never lets go
and never leaves.
Now that the veil was all hemmed, it was time to move on to getting it to stay on Shelby's head! When Shelby first sent me the fabric and I was draping it on my head to kinda get a feel for how it was going to lay and flow, I quickly realized that I had a problem. Chiffon naturally, is a very light weight fabric, but when there are YARDS upon YARDS of it trailing behind you, it can get pretty heavy. So whenever I walked around the house (I may or may not have been singing "Here Comes the Bride" very loudly) the long train kept pulling the veil off my head! So I sat down and had a little talk with this fabric (yes, I really do talk to the materials I'm working with and it really does help. So deal with it) and told it that we couldn't have this kind of behavior. It was going to have to stay on Shelby's head throughout the whole ceremony. So I came up with a solution.
Since the part on the veil that had the most drag on it (and the part that kept falling down) was the section that laid on top of my head, I figured it needed something to keep it in place.
Smart cookie ain't I?
So my wonderful Mommy found this long clear comb that you see below at Wal-Mart to attach to the top of the veil to help keep it in place...
...along with some 1/4 inch wide organza ribbon (Hobby Lobby). To start off, I took Shelby's head measurement (from ear to ear over the top of her head) and cut a piece of ribbon that size tapering the ends a bit. Then I added some no-fray to the ends. (me like no-fray)
I did all the below steps to a practice piece of fabric the same length of the chiffon Shelby sent me. (just in case I messed up) So all of the pictures are of the veil itself, not the practice one (because I forgot to take pictures of the practice piece :).
So after I measured and cut the ribbon, I hand sewed the long comb to the piece of ribbon.
I took the top part of the veil and folded it in half and put a pin in the center. Next I measured the comb's length and marked the center of it. Then I matched the two up placing the comb underneath the fabric right next to the hem with the ribbon side against the wrong side of the fabric (the side that would go against her head).
Since I couldn't really pin the comb in place because of all the teeth, I held it in place with my hand and whipped stitched around the edges of the ribbon. I tried to keep my stitches close enough to hold everything securely, but far enough apart that the stitches weren't that noticeable. Make sense?
My idea worked! the comb kept the veil in place as I walked around the house and (just as an extra precaution) danced down the imaginary isle (aka the living room).
the jif movie thing wasn't my idea. But anyway...
*NOTE* If you prefer to cover the top part just over where the comb is sewed with ribbon (like Kate's) to try to cover your previous stitching do so now.
So there you have it! Next up, creating the gathers and poof in the back.
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