Refashioning for Weight Gain 2: Sometimes our crafts defy our control as much as our bodies do
12.17.2019

One way sewing boosts my confidence is that I can de-emphasize how I look and focus instead on how badass I feel wearing clothes I made all by myself. Of course, to grow and learn and get better at sewing (and anything else) means we’re always reaching just a little further outside our comfort zone to nail the next challenge. And as we reach for greater and greater challenges, it turns out, just like we can’t entirely control our bodies, we also can’t entirely control the outcomes of our makes.
I thought remaking my dinosaur dress might be emotionally challenging, and expected to feel a little extra perfectionistic about something so sentimental, so I wanted a couple slam dunks to boost my confidence before I tackled it. So, I picked 2 things to start with I assumed would be smooth sailing. While one was the success I was hoping for, the other was a huge bummer.
A successful refashion of my down vest
For my first refashion in this series I decided to tackle adding stretch panels to my old favorite down vest, now very snug in the waist and hips, to make it wearable again. I picked it first because I had a pretty straightforward plan for it, and wanted to start with a sure fire success.
I’ve worn that vest many, many times since I refashioned it, and it feels like a solid success. When I wear it I feel like it’s a tangible reminder I can show myself compassion when I have a negative thought about my body, to remind me of my commitment to make peace with body change.
A failed refashion of my me-made jeans
Riding that high, I decided to try adding a stretch panel to the first (and only) pair of jeans I ever made. I made them out of rigid denim and they came out uncomfortably snug. After never wearing them even one time since I made them months ago, I figured I had nothing to lose in trying to adapt them to work better for me.
While I think this is a reasonable approach to doing this in the future, the material I used has way too little recovery, and the jeans feel loose and weird. I’m sure I’ll still never wear them. It is a real disappointment to feel like I ruined these jeans, even if I only even tried this because I already couldn’t wear them.
Finishing something and having it come out as you hoped, like my vest did, is a nice quick hit of successful, happy feelings. This can’t be far from the feeling of a dopamine hit you might get from gaming, gambling, and drugs. There’s an “oh yea, I nailed it” when I do a sewing project well, and when I’m feeling down and having generally negative feelings about myself that hit feels good. The problem is, any addiction to an unpredictable, scarce thing. Sometimes the hit doesn’t come.
Making things is hard, and it doesn’t always go as planned. Sometimes I invest time and energy hoping for that win, and then all I get is a disappointment. When I remade the vest I felt the abundance, self-compassion and creativity I was seeking. Those feelings weren’t necessarily directed at my body image, but it did put a little bounce in my step, and help me feel more confident in general. Finishing the jeans I felt demoralized, and those feelings evaporated.
While I was sitting with the feeling of failure, I realized that I also unconsciously dove into this to take control of how I was feeling about my body. I know I can’t control my body’s shape or size, but I thought I could use sewing to take control of how I react to it. I discovered instead that sometimes the results of our crafts defy our control as much as our bodies do.