Whenever I think of polyester two things come to mind. The first is the advertising slogan from the 80’s, “Polyester: The Freedom Fabric”. If my memory serves me right the spokeswoman was Florence Henderson, which is kind of ironic since Mrs. Brady had a live-in maid.
The second thing that comes to mind is a memory. When I touch polyester I am sucked back in time to the age of 3. The memory is of holding onto my mom’s leg because I was painfully shy around strangers. I would try to hide, my face pressed up against her polyester pants.
I had this piece of vintage plaid polyester knocking around my apartment just waiting to be used for a while. It’s not often that I see patterns that have polyester as a suitable fabric anymore and I wasn’t able to use a vintage one to make a leisure suit. I get away with a lot fashion-wise but I think it would be a stretch.
I did however have a different pattern that I thought might just work. It was supposed to use cotton but I’m reckless when it comes to fabric.
I skipped the ric-rac detail because I thought it made the dress look a little too childlike. The finished dress is a bit retro.