Monday, November 29, 2010

What I did with my life today

BEFORE:


AFTER:



Wednesday is mannequin dressing D-Day, so we have to have all of the underpinnings and accessories ready. Last week our professor clucked at our sad, stretched out ringlets and so today I put tiny dots of hot glue behind each turn of the curl to get it to stay in place. I think it looks pretty good!

P.S. In the back of picture #1 you can see the mannequin that our professor uses for demonstrations, which she lovingly refers to as "the creature."

Friday, November 26, 2010

Journey through a 1970s men's magazine

No, not THAT kind of "men's magazine." This kind:


My research into the world of patterned men's pants is in full swing. Which means that I've been spending quality time with old issues of GQ. Let's see what we've found...

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Blood, Glue, and Ethafoam


Remember when I was trying to explain that my mannequin dressing class was difficult? It really is. Even if I can't convince you that putting historical clothing on a form is challenging, how about making the form itself? That was our most recent project.

Mannequins are shockingly expensive for both store and museum use. They can cost around $1800 for a whole form, and many museums don't have that kind of money to spend. To prepare us for do-it-yourself situations, our professor broke us into teams to build our own dress forms. Two groups made forms out of buckram--a material with stiffening which softens in water. Basically you can cut up strips, wet them, and mold them around a form. Then it dries and you can cut it off and add some internal supports. I tell you this because I was in one of the groups who did not get assigned the buckram route. No. We had to carve our ladies out of heavy blocks of foam.

My team was assigned to an "intersect" mount. That meant that we cut out two main shapes out of 4" ethafoam-- a front view and a side view. Then we cut notches in them, made them intersect, and added more chunks foam to fill in the four side gaps. Chances are, that didn't make any sense to you, but it isn't really important. Basically, after two full class periods of work, we had a vaguely female shaped pile of plastic. This week, the three hours were spent with giant knives taking turns trying to shape our thing into a size 2. Occasionally our professor would come over, giggle, and whisper "Spongebob Squarepants" to us--which was her way of indicating that our form was still too blocky. We started getting tired and frustrated and I even sliced into my finger at one point (one of those shallow cuts that nonetheless bleeds a lot). But finally we got the nod that she was done and we could cover her in fabric. In the picture you can see me wielding the hot glue gun with my band-aided finger strategically held out of the way.

Anyway, I guess there isn't much point to this post other than 1) This stuff is hard! and 2) My grad school projects continue to be weird (ask me about my attempt last week to make a wig out of crinkled paper).

P.S. The buckram people got their comeuppance for having an easier project. After covering the form in wet strips of buckram they shrouded it with a protective sheet of plastic. By the following week their project had blossomed with an astounding number of mold colonies.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Simple Joys


I haven't written much about my menswear class but it is one I am really enjoying. Like Medieval art, I think it is one of those topics that seems bizarre and boring until you actually start studying it, and then suddenly you can't get enough. Menswear is like a whole different language of aesthetics and sensibilities and I find myself wanting to interrogate the males in my life about color and pattern and why they wear what they wear (and why don't they wear floral embroidered waistcoats anymore??).


This week in class we had a paper to turn in and a presentation to give about a museum artifact. I've been very busy and was pretty drained by the time our thursday evening class rolled around. At break I decided to talk to my professor about my final paper topic. At the end of the conversation I found myself overwhelmed with cheerfulness and the euphoria lasted for most of the evening. What had caused this? Three simple words: Patterned Novelty Pants


Our final paper is supposed to use a primary source as a starting point (an actual object, a photo, a fashion plate). I had recently found this amazing photo of a Seattle guy with his initials monogrammed all over his pants and thought maybe I could use it to look into the history of monogramming. I wasn't thrilled with the idea, but I thought it could be fun. Of course then my professor turned around and suggested that I take it in a different direction. That direction being men's Patterned Novelty Pants. HOW FUN IS THAT? For the record, she said that plaid pants didn't count because that would be "too easy."

I've barely gotten started, but I have a few weeks ahead of me to search for photos and examples of crazy pants worn by men. So far I've found this website and done several google image searches for Liberace (which has brought up a whole new issue --do hotpants count?). So if you'd like to help me out dear readers, be on the lookout for fun men's pants and send me any pictures or leads.


I can't believe how excited I am about this. On Thursday night I practically danced home thinking about it. The FDA should totally approve Patterned Novelty Pants as a natural mood enhancer.


Friday, November 5, 2010

Writer's Block

I know I need to update this blog, but at the moment I can't think of anything interesting or compelling to say. The other day I scanned this from a 1982 magazine:



In these tough economic times, everyone seems to be asking: Can oompa loompas sell clothes and improve consumer confidence?

Discuss.