i have a thing with polka dots. and tanks. and polka-dotted tanks. i do love dots applied liberally, in dresses and coats and umbrellas, for instance, but i’m not a spotlight-seeker, so i tend to save them for less conspicuous things like linings and wallets. and, apparently, tanks. i think i find the cheekiness of polka dots a little less spotlight-grabbing when used in a smaller garment, and a polka-dotted tank suits my sartorially cautious-but-coy side just fine.
i have adored the wiksten patterns for ages, and finally ordered the e-versions of them this summer. i set about making the tank straight away, printing and taping and cutting the pattern pieces – a slightly tedious task that i rather enjoy. i also like ironing*. i’m weird that way.
[*which is ironic, given that this tank is clearly not crease-free.]
i found the pattern quite easy to follow, but i must say that i found the instructions a little sparse in places. i find it annoying when patterns don’t mention anything about finishing exposed edges. of course an experienced seamstress knows better than to leave the pocket edges unfinished, but a beginner may not. it wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world to have a pocket fall off after a few washings, but why suffer that agony if you don’t have to?
i love the shape of this top – it seems so modern. the curved hem is catchy, and i like that it is slightly longer in the back than it is in the front. the wee pocket is nice addition, even if it is virtually invisible in my polka dot version. i do find the neckline almost scandalously low, certainly low enough that i need a layer beneath (or i need to be really careful when bending over). i did use a cursed quilting cotton for this, albeit a lighter one, so it doesn’t provide the drape i think this pattern demands. i hope wiksten tank number two, in the glorious V&A voile shown below, will be spot on. it will, of course, have the added bonus of reminding me of my trips to the V&A, one of my most favourite places in all of london.
i must know, do any of you get sentimental over fabrics? do you cherish some fabrics so much that you can’t bear to cut into them? please tell me i’m not the only fabric-nut out there!