I like colour. I love colour. Not sure which is more true. I do love it, but when I really look at my wardrobe maybe that is not really the right choice of words. I do like them and I have some colourful garments in there, but it does not really seam to be a wardrobe from a person that loves colour. But it does look like a wardrobe from little old me and it is getting brighter with time.

In my teenage years I used to hide behind black, grey and brown. Beige was my „happy“ colour as it was brighter than my other clothes, but over time it was just one of the uninteresting shades in my anything-but-colourful wardrobe. I liked colours on others, but never felt I could pull it off, or to be really honest, felt comfortable or confident enough to wear them. Now I see how silly that is and how expressing through clothes can be fun and make you feel great, but tell that to teenage shy me and you will get a sarcastic laugh at best.

But now I am older, smarter and care way less about what others think and whether I will be noticeable on the street. And sewing has a lot to do with that. When I first started sewing I made only dresses and occasional tops. I am not really a big dress wearer, but that is how it usually starts. It is in parts the easiest garment to sew and most fun to make. This had nothing to do with my style, as I did not wear dresses everyday and although they did get worn on occasions or over the weekends they mostly sat in my wardrobe. With time (and mostly after joining the awesome Instagram sewing community) I started exploring with sewing other garments and by now I made coats, trousers, shirts, cardigans, t-shirts, skirts and of course, more dresses. I diversified in my garment making which gave me more opportunity to diversify in colour. This was a new way to introduce colour into my everyday garments because trousers and t-shirts/shirts are what I wear daily. Colour was there in traces in the beginning, but now I feel I can pull off a bright colour in any of these garments. Not because I think it suits me all of a sudden, but I no longer have that block in my head thinking I should keep away from it.

And now I want all of them. Rainbow of fabrics. Red, yellow, orange, blue, green. I want them all. Recently, as some of you may know, I made a new coat in a beautiful rust colour. Before I had a rtw black coat (which I still love and wear occasionally) and a beige coat I made last winter. I would say this new rust coat is a step up in the colour game. I love this colour at the moment and can not get enough of it. I already have culottes and one turtleneck in that colour and another twill fabric waiting to be made into trousers. This is probably a faze I am going through, but what I love about it is that I embraced it this time around and I’m taking advantage of it. And by having a coat in that colour I do it daily. It really makes me happy and I really believe it is partly because of the colour, although the fact it was made by my own hands is another big reason for it.

I still have black and grey pieces in my wardrobe and I wear them regularly. But I have the option to go on the colour route if I feel like it and that feels sort of liberating. Might sound silly, heck, might sound stupid to some, but it makes me feel great and that is all I care about.  So here I am putting my rust wool coat on and heading out for another day of colouring the dull grey winter.

my sewing queue for spring 

Do you have a favourite colour? Does colour affect you and your mood? I find this interesting and there are articles and books written on that subject – the sociology and meaning of colour. It is funny how what colours represent changed throughout history as well. This subject is way bigger than this single post, but if you are interested in it I encourage you to explore it.

I  pulled some fabrics out from my stash to use them for upcoming spring and summer makes that fit into a rainbow. Have a virtual stroll through the rainbow with me.

Thank you for reading!

Ana