Tuesday, August 11, 2015
Last weekend was great -- our son got married and a good time was had by all. But on Wednesday night, as we all were getting packed to hit the road, the mood was a bit tense. The groom called me up to say that he was mystified -- all four pockets on the new suit coat, just home from the store, were false! (How long has it been since this man bought a new suit?)
No, they're just sewed shut, bring them over and I will apply the seam ripper.
It so happened that earlier that day I had applied the seam ripper to another new jacket for the father of the groom, so I thought I was all warmed up and ready to rip. But that garment was user-friendly -- the stitches holding the pockets shut were relatively long, sewed in contrast color thread, and came out easily. This coat was apparently sewed by somebody in a bad mood, who set her stitch length to tiny and her tension to tight.
Did I mention that there were four pockets on this coat? I pulled and probed and cussed for a long time -- and then -- KLONG. I realized that on one of the pockets I had ripped the wrong seam, the one holding the top of the pocket bag to the body of the coat.
When the seam was finally closed back I had that adrenaline poisoning that you get after a near-death experience. And I had to wonder -- how do ordinary schlunks without seam rippers buy suits these days? What if they rip the wrong seam and don't have mothers who can stitch it up again? And what if all of the above occurs in a hotel room the morning of the wedding? Perhaps that's why the occasional groom doesn't show up as expected.
And continuing that train of thought, why don't they sew pockets shut with red thread, and why don't they use chain stitch so you could just pull a thread end and open the seam without using sharp implements? But that would be too easy.
P.S. All's well that ends well.
Posted by Kathleen Loomis at 5:16 AM
Labels: hand stitching, household sewing
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Funny - I told one of my daughters that the new pants she bought probably just had the pocket sewn shut, Looked and they had false pockets. Why??? Luckily I looked carefully before ripping.ReplyDelete
Can't believe that this is what you had to think about, but it makes a good story! And the photo at the end is very endearing. Congratulations to all on the happy day!ReplyDelete
Some coat pockets aren't meant to open, it ruins the tailored form of the suit. I didn't believe this, but my grandmother was a professional seamstress who made men's suits in a factory.ReplyDelete
I know that because I've owned garments like that. (which I always hated, since I'm a great fan of pockets and usually don't carry a purse)Delete
But I figure if there's a pocket bag in behind there, it's meant to be opened, don't you think??
I have to tell you how you make my day! ( and have done for a long while now!) Thank you.... and glad you had such a happy family day.ReplyDelete
I related to the "near death experience" as I recalled my son's white tux sliding out of the plastic bag on top of the car onto the recently black-topped parking lot.ReplyDelete
I'm eager for your book to arrive.