I'm sorry I was such a downer in my last post! It's kind of inevitable that I would get a little burned out, considering how quickly and how completely I threw myself into the world of sewing. I went from finishing a dress every year or so to trying to churn one out every week. I think I was so enthusiastic in the beginning, and there were SO many things I wanted to make, that I stressed myself out instead of enjoying it. I don't have to make my dream wardrobe in a month, right? I have plenty of things to wear and it's okay if I get into a creative lull.
The other day I had a thought. When did the cost of patterns start growing exponentially? In the 1940's, a Simplicity pattern was 25 cents. (P.S. that is the dream house dress pattern I was bidding on and lost. If you are the lucky winner, wanna trace the sleeveless version for me? I'll pay you for your trouble!)
In the 60's, they were 65 cents.
A 1960's Vogue pattern was $1.
A current Vogue pattern will run you anywhere from $16.50 to $27.50! That's a 2750% increase! An inflation calculator tells me the actual rate of inflation was only 605%. That Vogue pattern should only cost around $7, and a Simplicity would be a paltry $4. I might actually buy a new pattern if they were that cheap! The inflation adjustment between the 1945 pattern and the 1965 pattern is dead on, as is between the 1965 pattern and a 1985 one that retailed for $3.50, so what happened in the last 20 years?
Yes, I know that New Look patterns are around $4, and Vogue and Simplicity regularly have $4.99 sales. I just think that more people would sew if patterns weren't so expensive. It's just printed tissue, and poor quality at that! I recently bought a Butterick pattern with a four-gored skirt, and it only came with one skirt piece and instructions to cut four. It makes it really difficult when you're trying to lay out the pattern on your fabric to see if you have enough!
Wow, I've just veered into downer territory again. How about something happy - my husband's parents took in a stray cat that was hanging around their house, and it turned out she was pregnant! So I will get to play with a litter of tiny kitties when we go up for Easter. I am going to take tons of pictures! I hope they find a good home for all the kittens. I heard there were no orange boys in the litter, so I'll leave you with my favorite orange boy, Bone.