Saturday, February 23, 2013


This is my husband zipping up his jacket (on the inside).

Okay so I can admit it. I make mistakes. But sometimes I think...DUH! How the heck did I do that?

Well let me tell you about this one.

My husband got a nice new jacket for Christmas. It was a thick, warm, hooded sweatshirt material (which means cozy) jacket that he love(d)(s). Unfortunately, after wearing it a couple of times, the zipper broke. So, in his mind it was pretty much useless. But, being the eternal optimist that I am, I thought I can fix that.

Now, mind you, I haven't sewn any zippers for quite a while...meaning dozens of years. Oh, I know, I sew. But my sewing is simple...straight sort of lines. Nothing quite compares with seam ripping the once perfect material and then trying to alter, replace and repair some notion. But, like I said, I thought I can do that.

"Sew" I did, well, sort of.

I ran to the fabric store and bought a new 28 inch zipper ($9.00 but I had a 50% off coupon so it was only $4.50), then I ripped out the old faulty zipper with my handy-dandy seam ripper and pinned the new zipper in place.

I was all ready now to repair the jacket. I sewed the zipper in place and WAH-LAH I took it to my husband for him to try on...

Can you see the problem?

He couldn't either...until the next morning.

Then he thought...what are the pockets doing on the inside? Yeah, it makes him look a little chubby with all that extra material (the pockets) sticking out -- on the inside.

Yep, I sewed the zipper on the jacket (inside out) YIKES! Yep, see's inside out.

It should look like this:

But on the other side :( See the ribbed material...that goes on the inside - not the side people see.



Rena and Denny said...

Oh, how funny! Sounds like something I'd do. You never know -- it might be cool to wear it inside out. ;)

Kim Kasch said...

Rena: I tried to tell him I was making it reversible ...on purpose. He knows me too well.

I said, well it will be safer having your pockets on the pickpockets can get to your wallet.

"Yeah...right." He snorted at me.