I didn’t think I could love the Rae’s Geranium Dress pattern more than I already did. The Geranium pattern was the first beautifully-finished sewing garments I made, about a year ago. I remember looking at my daughter, thinking ‘I made that?’ It was a catalyst into the ‘what’s possible…’ arena of home sewing. I would dress this girl in a Geranium dress three days a week, but like many kids, she prefers knits. (honestly, she prefers pajamas over anything)
But in a lightbulb moment, I decided to attempt a Geranium out of knit fabric, and it just may be the best decision I’ve ever made. Dramatic wording completely necessary. I LOVE this dress. Hard. It is the perfect every-day-play dress.
Unlike the original, this bodice is unlined. Instead, the neck and arms are finished with bands of the knit. Oh yeah, and it sewed up in about ten minutes.
And just for fun, let’s go through how a photoshoot works, shall we.
First, said toddler has to agree to be photographed. Toddler always has the option of saying no, running away, falling on the floor in a heap of strong will. Sometimes toddler is deceptively agreeable, nodding her head and saying ‘pretty dress, pretty dress.’ Don’t be fooled.
Next, consenting toddler has to show you that she really doesn’t want to be doing this, but will suffer for the treat she knows she’ll get when it’s over. The shoot begins a little like this.
“I’ll stand on this stupid box, but I am not going to look at you. I’ve changed my mind and I want my jammies back on.”
“Okay, maybe I’ll uncover one eye…but just one.”
“Mom, stop making pretend toot noises…you are not funny…and I am trying to pout.”
“Whoa. Hold the phone…there’s a DOG on this dress?”
“Hey Chloe!! There’s a DOG on my DRESS!”
“Oh, look, something shiny.”
“Haha, nails on a chalkboard is hilarious! Well, your reaction is hilarious. Muahahahahaha.”
“My feet are pretty cold. I think I’ll sit just like this for the next five minutes.”
“A little constructive criticism for you, Mom, this dress could really use some pockets. Maybe next time?”
“Fine, fine, I’ll turn around. But I probably won’t ever turn back around.”
“Unless, of course, it’s to scratch the chalkboard with my tiny, evil baby nails.”
“I’m done. All you’ll get from here out are glassy, unfocused stairs. Where’s my chocolate?”
What are your photoshoots like? Any tricks you have up your sleeve?”