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Ms. Fix It: I Also Broke It

You know when you find an incredible vintage dress, but it’s just too small? Normal people might realize it doesn’t fit and leave it behind. Me? I tried my best to wriggle my hips into a dress that was clearly made for a woman who was much smaller.

And the result…was not pretty.

I so wanted this beautiful dress to fit that I ripped a couple of the zipper teeth off in the process! I was devastated. I also felt pretty foolish. I mean, this dress is obviously several sizes too small for me.

In any case, I knew I couldn’t just leave it as is. I’m also pretty intimidated by fixing/sewing zippers. Doesn’t it just look like it’d be really hard to do? But good news: it’s not!

First things first. I found a perfect shade of thread.

Then, I slipped the zipper back on track through the gap left by the missing teeth. If you’re fixing a zipper where some of the teeth are just damaged, you might consider pulling a few out so the zipper is easier to slip back on track.

The fuzzy looking threads on the left side of the zipper is where the teeth came off.

This is what it should look like once it’s back on track:

I know, I know, the hole is still there. Don’t panic! Next, turn the dress inside out:

I was pleasantly surprised to find that a previous zipper repair had been done near the original base of the zipper. I liked the idea that maybe 20 or 30 years ago some other size 8 tried to slip her way into a size 2 🙂

Anyway, back to business. Carefully stitch the hole shut, making sure to sew tightly. When you’re finished it should look like this:

The hole is completely shut and you can barely see the thread. Success! Now, turn the dress right side out again and voila!

A once broken zipper is now functional and pretty again!

Look how pretty it is on my friend Rachel:

Now it’s ready for someone to take home and dance the night away in.

And, of course, I learned my lesson too. Some dresses are just meant for other people to have!

A Little Monday Boost

Ugh, Monday.

If you’re most people, Monday’s suck because it means saying goodbye to the weekend and “hello” to the day farthest from more weekend.

But, if you’re me, Monday means finally realizing just how many brownies you ate over the weekend. Yikes.

Let’s cheer ourselves up, shall we? Who doesn’t like to look at pretty pictures of lovely vintage things? No one, that’s who.

Here are some of the great things I found this weekend.

I stopped at maybe one of the best estate sales I’ve been to this weekend. The woman who lived there seemed to have kept all of her favorite clothes growing up. Good news for me, because I left with these 1970s treasures:


Don’t you just love that cropped ducky halter top? I was very tempted to keep it, but lucky for someone, it just didn’t fit right. Both these pieces will be in the shop soon for someone to scoop up!
There were some more (very awesome) pieces that I left with, but I have a fun idea for photos. So you’ll just have to wait!
One last little thing I found this weekend that I couldn’t leave behind:
Isn’t it beautiful? Even though it’s not quite fall, we’ve been having some very cool days in Chicago, so this just called out to me. Maybe I’ll fill it with candy corn and those disgusting pumpkin candies. No offense, I know some people love them.
So these are few of my finds from the weekend. Also, if you love embarrassing stories, you’ll probably want to make your way back here tomorrow. Because I’ve got a doozy for you.