This is my favorite of all the smocks I’ve made recently.  I admit that it’s largely because it’s mostly black.  With stripy details.  I should have washed my cotton gauze before sewing this because when I washed it the black bled into the seersucker a little bit.  It’s not that I don’t know about pre-washing, it’s that I’m insanely lazy and the one piece of housework I loathe with every fiber of my being is laundry.  I hate it.  I avoid it.  Here’s the other thing – I love ironing seams and hems flat but I don’t like ironing yardage because it’s unwieldy.

Back detail.  I love the black and white stripes.  I want to do a jacket in pillow ticking.  I also want to do one of these over-shirts in solid black.

The facings continue to give surprise enjoyment.  So do the buttons.  I’m using buttons I’ve had around for ages.  No button buying for me.

Love the pockets.  However, last night I ripped the damn pocket which got caught on a door knob.  I destroyed the first shirt by catching its pockets on a door knob too.  I mended it but it will never be the same.  So these big pockets are a design flaw.  What sucks is that I really love them – perfect size for shoving my hands into and for putting tissues and lip balm in when taking walks.  On future smock-shirty-things I need to consider either putting the pockets on the side seams or putting them inside.  The other option is to put a button and button-hole on the pocket to keep it closed.  But then I can’t just shove my hands into them without fussing with buttons first.  There’s nothing insouciant about that.