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this is the main event! (are you ready?)

February 28th, 2012 pam Posted in FOs, crochet, friends, silliness 29 Comments »

In the Season 3 finale of RuPaul’s Drag Race, when contestant Raja was asked why she deserved to win the competition, she said:

 

I would love to leave a legacy for all those little boys who are teased, who are afraid, who don’t know how to express themselves creatively yet. And they don’t even know that they’re allowed to go against the grain … It’s okay to say “fuck you.” Do what you love to do, and express yourself thoroughly. I want to be an example of someone who is proud, someone who is accomplished, and someone who loves, loves what they do.

 

I might have some ambivalence about Raja, about Drag Race in general, and about Season 3 in particular, but OH MY GOD I sobbed like a tiny little baby when she made that speech. It’s far too rare that kids–and especially queer kids–get the message that being different might not be a bad thing. For me, that glimmer of hope came in 1993 when I saw RuPaul on television for the first time. I’m not exaggerating when I say that punk rock and RuPaul saved my life.

 

Cut to one cold February weekend, almost twenty years later, and I’m mainlining Season 2 of Drag Race while working on a handmade gift for my badass squirrel friend Heather. As I laughed, cried, and shouted at the screen (PANDOOORAAAA!!!), all of the glamour and all of the fame were lovingly, fiercely stitched into …

 

RuDoll

 

RuDoll!

 

RuDoll posed for some glamour shots with noted fashion photographer Caro Sheridan,

giving us a glimpse at the Charisma, Uniqueness, Nerve, and Talent

it takes to be America’s Favorite Drag Superdoll.

 

We blasted Glamazon and Champion out Heather’s iphone, and RuDoll soon had us all boogying and gagging, as she served up Bratz-doll Realness and Barbie Eleganza.

 

RuDoll serves up Barbie Eleganza

 

RuDoll is crocheted with some super-shitty KnitPicks Palette yarn (seriously, that stuff is the worst),

shaped with armature wire and stuffed with polyester fiberfill.

 

I beat her beautiful mug with pearl cotton embroidery floss and a chenille needle.

 

RuDoll: Covergirl!

 

RuDoll comes with two outfits and three wigs, all fully interchangeable.

With these tools, you can create such unique RuDoll looks as

 

GOLDA SHOWERS! 

RuDoll as Golda Showers

 

and

 

PINK LEMONADE!

RuDoll: Pink Lemonade

 

(Pink Lemonade inspired by this look from the Season 2 Drag Race episode “Country Queens.”)

 

RuDoll: Pink Lemonade

 

And, if you’re lucky, you just might catch a peek at RuDoll untucking in the Interior Illusions Lounge!

 

RuDoll untucking in the Interior Illusions Lounge

 

Sassy, no?

 

But don’t be jealous of her boogie.

 

RuDoll has a plenty of love to go around.

 

RuDoll and me, true luv forevah

 

For crafters and other interested parties, materials and construction details

are on my Ravelry project page.

 

 crochet rupaul doll

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Spring is here! And it has POCKETS!

April 5th, 2011 pam Posted in FOs, sweaters 27 Comments »

Cecily Glowik MacDonald is one of my favorite knitting designers working today. Her stuff is classic without being basic or boring, and she designs things I want to wear — and, more importantly, that I want to knit. Even when another stockinette-in-the-round project won’t hold my attention, Cecily’s patterns have details that do.

Case in point: Goodale.

Goodale
patternGoodale, by Cecily Glowik MacDonald
yarn: Elsebeth Lavold Silky Wool, in “vibrant lime green”
needles: 4.5mm circular
[raveled]

On one hand, it’s your basic top-down raglan cardigan (because, yes, what I really needed was another green cardigan).

On the other hand, lifted increases! I-cord edging! AND CHECK OUT THOSE POCKETS!

pockets!

Er, except I didn’t adjust the pattern for my long, long torso like I usually do, so I ended up with a lovely cropped length, which is perfect (perfect!) for spring and summer dresses and whatnot, but which means that these little pockets are awfully close to boob-level.Clearly, the only answer is to wear this Goodale all summer, and then make another one — this time with three-quarter sleeves and a longer body — and wear it every single day of Winter 2012.

I also made fabric-covered buttons for this one, an idea I shamelessly stole from Cirilia’s Double Decker Cardigan (in Knitting it Old School).

buttons!

I used some fabric scraps I had lying around, and this kit. And people, it could not have been easier! I WANT TO COVER ALL OF THE BUTTONS ALL OF THE TIME.

To sum up: Cecily rules! details are awesome! pockets! buttons!

And now, on the subject of pockets, I give you my best (and yet? still not that convincing) Stern Professorial Face when I tell you to spend some time with the amaaaazing “Pockets of History” collection at VADS.

stern professorial face + goodale

Pockets of History includes photographs of and information about hundreds of surviving examples of women’s tie-on pockets from the 18th and 19th centuries (pockets weren’t always attached to clothes, you know). Check out the embroidered pockets in particular — they’re pretty freaking incredible. Pockets!

ETA: Oh! Oh! And please check out Kate’s wonderful, wonderful post about pockets from a few days ago! (h/t to Katie for the link — the post was still languishing in my blogreader.)

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100 years ago today

March 25th, 2011 pam Posted in FOs, crush, history, politics, sewing 16 Comments »

Heyyy, I made a cape for my dog!

Crushinator billboard

Puppy Cape! Constructed on the fly, with undyed muslin and a fabric marker.

Crush joined about 6,000 other demonstrators (mostly human, some dogs) at the Rally for Working Families at the Michigan State Capitol in Lansing.

me + Crush

Her sign (”Snyder is a wiener”) refers to Michigan’s new governor, Rick Snyder, who, well, is a wiener. And also to her status as a wienerdog (GET IT? Wiener! Hooray, political punning!)

Related: One hundred years ago today, in New York City, a fire in the Triangle Shirtwaist Factory killed 146 workers, mostly women aged 16-24.

One year ago this month in Gazipur, Bangladesh, a fire at a factory that produces knitwear for H&M killed 21 workers and injured 50 more.

Today, garment and textile workers continue to be some of the most vulnerable, super-exploited women in the world.

As U.S. and state policymakers like Snyder bust unions, empower corporations, and continue to chip away at workers’ rights, historians Nan Enstad and Joshua Freeman, and journalist Jeff Weinstein all explain how looking back at the Triangle Shirtwaist fire can help us understand our current political climate. Specifically, understanding the history of the fire gives us insight into the stakes of this ongoing debate about what Enstad calls “the relationship between the power of the corporation and the safety, welfare and dignity of people.”

Some anti-sweatshop “craftivists” believe that making one’s own clothing in this context is a political act, a material (no pun intended) disengagement from and protest against the global garment industry. In the future, we’re definitely going to have some discussion here about this idea, and also about the politics and economics of “ethical consumption” when it comes to yarn, fiber, and textiles.

For now, I’d just like to propose that, if we want yarn and clothing and textiles that are not made in deadly, near-slavery sweatshop conditions, it’s not enough to “vote with our dollars,” or to buy the right stuff from the right stores, or even to not buy anything at all. We also need to come at it from the other side, not as consumers, but as direct, outspoken advocates for workers’ rights and fair, safe, just labor practices.

Links:

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I’ve got a theory. It involves a Crushmouse.

March 10th, 2011 pam Posted in FOs, crush 18 Comments »

Lots of people I know have been expressing the sense that we’ll look back on this moment as a kind of turning point in U.S. and global politics. I feel it too. And I wonder, did my parents and my older friends feel this way in the late 60s? The early 80s? I was active and angry in the mid-90s, during the age of DOMA, DADT, AFDC, NAFTA, and the WTO, among other less-acronymmy horrors, but it didn’t feel like this to me, neither as devastating nor as promising.

Thinking, learning, and teaching about politics is my job and my passion, so I’m overloading on all the news exploding out of struggles in places like Wisconsin, Libya, Washington, Michigan, Egypt, and my local Planned Parenthood clinic. It’s a lot.

My Theory? Is that, in the 21st century. when shit in the world goes especially crazy, pageloads at places like Cute Overload and ZooBorns go through the roof.

I don’t know if that’s actually true. The theory is 100% untested, and 100% based on my friends’ Facebook, Pinterest, and Twitter streams, which are a steady back-and-forth between hard political news, smart progressive punditry, and precious baby animals snuggling and riding skateboards and stuff.

I would like to step up and do my part to keep that balance, to maintain our collective sanity, to restore our energy and refresh us to go out into the struggle once more.

Friends, I give you: CRUSHMOUSE.

pattern: “To Humiliate the Dog,” by Amoena Di
yarn: Plymouth Suri Merino
[raveled]

Mods: My gauge was smaller than recommended, so I cast on 56 stitches instead of 48. To keep it on Crush’s wee head, I used a 3mm needle for the ribbing, and a 4mm needle for the stockinette. I also added a row of single crochet stitches to the ears (SC, SCincrease across — this will give you 22 stitches at the end instead of 15). I attached pieces of felt to the inside of the ears using embroidery floss and a blanket stitch.

I hope The Crushinator helps to brighten your day and feed your weary soul! If not, I strongly recommend checking out ZooBorns. That shit is irresistible.

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A Brief Cultural History of Hot Pants

January 20th, 2011 pam Posted in FOs, crochet, history, politics 33 Comments »

I’m working on a follow-up/round-up post after that last one, but in the meantime …

I made me some hot pants!

hot pants!

photo (c) Caro Sheridan

pattern: Cheeky Hot Pants, by Marnie MacLean, from Knitting It Old School

yarn: worsted wool scraps

[ravelry link]

In the winter of 1971, hot pants (in the words of the B-52s) exploded. They covered the catwalks in Paris and Rome, and were snatched off the racks by shoppers throughout Europe and North America. The term “hot pants” was added to several English language dictionaries, James Brown wrote a musical homage to the garment, and bartenders around the U.S. mixed Hot Pants cocktails (recipe below). The hot pants explosion was so huge, so widespread, that it was, for a brief few months in early 1971, socially acceptable for middle-class women to wear them to the office, to weddings, and basically every other damn place you can think of. Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis wore them yachting.

Hot pants have become an iconic Seventies garment in American popular memory and, in many ways, they do represent a particular convergence of social, cultural, and technological developments specific to the early 1970s U.S. Here are a few of the stars that aligned to make the hot pants explosion possible:

First, polyester changed the world. New fabric and textile technologies produced more flexible materials that could be made into form-fitting clothing that didn’t restrict mobility the way woven cotton or wool did. You could DANCE in hot pants. (Although, as many of us can attest from personal experience, polyester doesn’t necessarily provide a great climate of, er, “breathability” down there.) Polyester also provided new options for fiber crafters in the form of acrylic yarns, and countless yards of acrylic yarn were knitted and crocheted into beloved hot pants (the inspiration for Marnie’s Cheeky pattern).

Second, hot pants catered to and promoted new standards for what women’s bodies should look like. White aspirational figures like models and actresses and Miss America (who was a way more significant part of American culture then than she is now) became increasingly thin throughout the 1960s and 70s, even as the average American woman got larger. In the late 60s and early 70s, women in the U.S. started “dieting” in new ways (in fact, widespread use of the verb “to diet” and the phrase “on a diet” can be traced back to this era). Amphetamine diet pills wouldn’t be outlawed until 1979, and as they increased in popularity they were joined on the shelves by a wave of sugar-free sodas, as beverage companies developed low and no-calorie sweeteners that were less bitter than saccharine. Diet Rite (1958) was joined by Fresca (1967), sugar-free 7-Up (1970), and Tab (1963). Between 1970 and 1978, the number of articles about “dieting” in women’s magazines doubled those published in the 60s.

While the U.S. has a long history of affluent and middle-class women “watching their figures,” the dieting of the 1970s was something new — a new culture of starvation that led to a shocking number of diet-pill deaths, and that has continued to harm American girls and women in the years since. There’s no way to pin down this matrix of fashion/diet/culture in causal terms — it’s more like a confluence of mutually-reinforcing factors: celebrity women became thinner; the rest of us got bigger; body-revealing clothing like mini-skirts and hot pants came into fashion; and technological changes and new marketing strategies produced new diet cultures, in conjunction with an upsurge of diet-talk in advertisements, magazines, and “self-help” books. When hot pants fell out of favor in the summer of 71, only months after they first took the world by storm, some fashion writers speculated that their disappearance was due to the fact that their revealing shape “didn’t work” with “real” women’s bodies.

Third, and perhaps most importantly for the meanings that have continued to dog the hot pant, the so-called “sexual revolution” shifted certain norms for what kinds of sexual behavior were socially acceptable for white, middle-class women. For instance, young white women could display more of their bodies without (necessarily) being seen as sexually pathological, neurotic, “loose,” or in need of institutionalization or discipline. Women of color and many poor white women were always already seen as one or more of those things, so the “sexual revolution” affected women differently depending on their position within a system of sexualized racism — more on what this has to do with hot pants to follow.

Hot pants in 1971 were often a replacement for the mini skirt, which had been hugely popular in the mid-late 1960s. Compared to the mini, hot pants offered somewhat more coverage, and certainly more mobility — girls described how, for instance, hot pants allowed them to go up and down stairs at school without anyone seeing their undies. (Designer Mary Quant is often credited with inventing and/or popularizing both the mini skirt and hot pants, and she viewed both garments as offering increased mobility compared to earlier feminine fashions; women could, she explained, safely run for a bus in a mini skirt.)

As plenty of feminists pointed out at the time, however, the cultural and social changes that allowed a greater degree of heterosexual expression for some women were also a prescription that regulated and judged what kinds of heterosexual practices, behaviors, and desires were seen as healthy, sexy, and fashionable — so the same changes that said girls and women COULD expose more skin were accompanied by a demand that youthful feminine fashions MUST expose more skin, ushering in new norms for young women’s dress. So feminists, as you might imagine, had a complicated relationship to hot pants. On one hand, the suggestion that women should eschew body-revealing clothing, to avoid being accused of “sluttiness,” or to “protect” against rape, has long been a strategy for (1) regulating women’s sexual expression, and (2) blaming women for their own experiences of rape and sexual assault. On the other hand, feminists had — and continue to have — an investment in critiquing the ways in which women’s bodies have often been objectified and controlled through clothing and fashion.

Hot pants were a transnational phenomenon. They were first shown at fashion shows in Paris and Rome, then celebrated in the U.S. as a more revealing alternative to the new mid-calf-length “midi” skirt that had briefly come into fashion after the mini. LIFE and Newsweek magazines, for instance, saw the Midi skirt as an attack on American freedoms by French haute couture. They mourned the covering up of women’s bodies under the Midi skirt, and celebrated the hot pant as American women’s liberated response to its dowdiness (never mind that hot pants were also French). Beyond the U.S., hot pants were seen all over what fashion editors called “civilized urban centers” — large cities in wealthy countries in the global north.

Hot pants were also exported outside of the U.S. and Europe, through migration, global markets, and military occupation. U.S. soldiers in Southeast Asia during the American war in Vietnam wanted to see the new hot pants on strippers, cocktail waitresses, and other service and sex workers who provided services to American military. In Kenya and Malawi, hot pants were embraced by many urban young women, but seen by male political leaders as a sign of Western cultural imperialism that was causing moral decay; Kenya’s vice president Moi sounded a bit like American fashion writers when he described hot pants as an “undesirable and unbecoming kind of grotesque dress.”

By the summer of 71, hot pants had fallen out of couture favor, but they continued to have a life “on the street,” particularly within emerging cultures of Disco. Disco was terrifying for the burgeoning white Christian conservative movement in the U.S., which saw disco culture as a sinful site of queer sexual transgression, race-mixing, recreational drug use, and general anarchy (which, yep! it totally was, especially before it became a mainstream genre in the music industry). So the tight, skimpy hot pant was a good fit for the growing Disco scene, which kept it going until hot pants became a disco icon as well as a symbol of the 70s. Craft industries also continued to hang on to hot pants for a few years after they’d disappeared from couture runways: dozens of patterns for sewing, knitting, and crocheting hotpants were published well into the 70s.

After the early 1970s, hot pants continued to be associated with disco, but also with other non-normative sexual cultures and practices, especially prostitution. Hot pants’ association with disco and hookers meant that they became a racialized sign of deviant feminine sexuality, no longer considered proper within the terms of respectable white middle class heterofemininity. In 1975, a New York Times article about teen prostitution described runaway girls on street corners wearing hot pants. The following year gave us Jodie Foster’s Iris in Taxi Driver — a child prostitute who famously wears hot pants as a sign of her loss of girlish innocence. Some fashion historians have speculated that it’s this association with sex work — and not deference to the sartorial desires of “real” women and their bodies — that accounts for the short life span of the hot pant. Meanwhile, longer skirts and pantsuits took over runways and department stores.

Today, I have a surprising number of friends who regularly wear hot pants. Some are strippers, one is a Hooters waitress, and several are roller derby athletes. These are women who work and play in arenas where their bodies are certainly objectified, but who also see their bodies and their hot pants as sites of empowerment and pleasure. And who am I to disagree?

I think of my hot pants as an homage to those friends, but also to that brief moment in late 1971 when hot pants fashion, no longer popular on the runways, continued to thrive among women who lived on the margins of mainstream fashion culture — a cross-cultural phenomenon that, for that moment, connected knitters, disco dancers, strippers, and streetwalkers.

 Hotpants at Rhinebeck

hot pants at Rhinebeck - photo (c) Mary-Heather Cogar

 

HOT PANTS COCKTAIL:

2 oz tequila

3/4 oz peppermint schnapps

1 tsp grenadine

1 tsp simple syrup

1/2 oz grapefruit juice

Fill a cocktail shaker 1/2 full with ice. Pour in tequila, peppermint schnapps, grenadine, simple syrup, and grapefruit juice. Give it a good shake, and strain into an old-fashioned glass 3/4 full of ice.

 

SOURCES: 

  • “Hot Pants: A Short But Happy Career.” LIFE Magazine, Dec 31, 1971
  • Samantha Bleikorn, The Mini Mod Sixties Book
  • Susannah Handley, Nylon: The Story of a Fashion Revolution
  • Thomas Hine, The Great Funk
  • Frank W. Hoffmann and William G. Bailey, Fashion & Merchandising Fads
  • Claudia Mitchell and Jacqueline Reid-Walsh, Girl Culture
  • I. Willis Russell, ”Among the New Words.” American Speech Vol. 46, No. 1/2 (Spring - Summer, 1971), pp. 142-147
  • Valerie Steele, “Anti-Fashion: The 1970s” Fashion Theory: The Journal of Dress, Body & Culture, Volume 1, Number 3, August 1997 , pp. 279-296.
  • Valerie Steele, Fifty Years of Fashion: New Look to Now
  • Audrey Wipper, “African Women, Fashion, and Scapegoating.” Canadian Journal of African Studies, Vol. 6, No. 2, pp. 329-349
  • Amy Zavatto, The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Bartending
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