Fitting Some Damn Pants

I am really trying to fit some slim-fit pants. I can do high-waist, wide-leg pants, but anything slim-fitting is just a shit show.

I was inspired by some pants in the Burda December 2017 issue to try pants that have a back yoke, a little back elastic, and slim legs with zippers at the ankles. Here is my muslin with gridlines per the Palmer-Pletsch method to identify trouble spots:

You’ll see from the side views that the lines that should be horizontal are dipping – that’s because my ass needs more fabric in the back. I am not sure where the wrinkles in the front are coming from, or what the solution is there.

The elastic in the back is doing bupkes. Besides that there is a crazy number of wrinkles and weird angles in the back. And twisting around the calves.

Basically, a shit show. Is it worthwhile to continue?

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I live in Connecticut, USA with my husband and my dog, in an old house outfitted with a sewing room, a garden, an orchard, and a big liquor cabinet. View all posts by shoes15

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About The Distaff Side

A racehorse’s power and stamina comes from its bloodline. Before you decide it’s worth the risk to inhale the scent of stale urine and dodge past unshaven old men at the racetrack to put down $2 at the crowded betting window, you want to know: Who was the horse’s sire? For horse racing is a boy’s game, and the best bet is often on a champion male bloodline. Racehorses have mothers too, of course, or “dams” as they say in the business. The female bloodline is called “the distaff side.” Important, yes, but not as important. Second best, to be sure. The older I get, the more I feel the pull of life’s distaff side, those second-best female pursuits that are not quite as important, not quite worth it. I say, own it. I am starting this blog to explore the distaff side of my life, in career, home, family, health, in ways of thinking and doing and being. Thanks for reading.

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