Gold Hill High School - Nugget Yearbook (Gold Hill, OR)

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r. ...........................................................-.........,........,,..,,,,,,,,- :Lam .., 4, -K-.... 41-396595-21--I5--Iii!-41--2i'9f'-if--ii-if--9366..-wif--If--3?-N5 HOW T0 PLAN AND MAKE A DRESS ' 4 - o me, sewing has always been a great help and the ability to make my own dresses even greater However, to accomplish this task, I had to use my skill and good judgment to the utmost. I also had to learn to be patient and not to hurry through a task of this sort too rapidly. I start my dress in my mind by first deciding what' kind'of dress I am going to make--school, street, sport, etc.,--and what kind of material I shall use. I always try to be careful when I choose my material to choose something suitable for the type of dress I am planning. Then I choose my pattern, one which I think would look well on me and which is also up with the season. When I have decided upon these things, the actual fun begins. I start by laying my pattern on the material. I am always sure to lay every piece accurately and pin it securely on the material before beginning to cut. This is done so I will be sure I have enough material and that ' I have laid every piece correctly. When I am sure of this, I begin cutting. I cut slowly and try not to forget any of the marks and notches as these are very important in assembling the pieces later. After I have the material all cut, I begin assembling the pieces by basting them. This is important because, if you have never used the pattern before, there may be some difficult part which needs a little thought and adjusting. Also it needs to be fitted to you and if necessary adjustments made before sewing the garment. If I am sure the garment fits me in every detail and that no changes have to be made, I then seam the pieces up, making sure that they'are seamed ' securely so they will not pull out. Last, but not least, comes the finishing. I always enjoy this part very greatly because I new realize that the dress is practically finished I always take care to see that the collar, cuffs and the hem are finished properly and neatly and that the dress is carefully pressed. Now, I can wear it. Oh! how proud I am that I am wearing today a dress that I made myself, and to think that with the money I saved by making it, I bought my silk stockings. --Mildred Smith, '38 -L:n:.'n'a.m ----.-.... . Vu .. .. Wu ffm 7x 1r'. -.Sw 15 'kv 'Ir 'H' '15 554993-ii-1: 55651-' -- '- J'- .--...,-.....-............-...-1-....,.-......,...........-.....-.-a......-........,.... 94

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