Ruffled Girls Leggings With a Twist

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The twist being…my daughter doesn’t like ruffles.

Sure, my husband was aware, but I was somehow oblivious. When I made the pattern, I left an extra two or three inches on the bottom and marked it “Very Long, Check for Fit.” Did I check for fit or show any kind of foresight at all? Well, that’s an easy one if you know me! What I didn’t anticipate was that with all that extra length, they would still be substantially too short for her when I had her try them on once I had finished all but the seam. (My kids are, apparently, half giraffe.) She loved them. She insisted on wearing them around the house for the rest of the day. But that unfinished hem.

The perfectionist side of me won out (she’s a tough cookie) and I decided they would absolutely need a hem, even if I just turned under an eighth of an inch. I sat down to do it and- BA BAM– as my daughter says, it came to me! The crinkly edge you get when you sew a knit with a tight zigzag stitch while stretching the crap out of it. (I managed to lengthen several of my pajama pants in high school using that method. Adding a cute little ruffle to the bottom of a 3 inch strip of differently colored fabric makes is juuust less-tacky-enough to make it work…for a teenager.)

I have virtually shunned such juvenile and unprofessional finishing techniques because of my uber-creative stint in high school. (Fringe, lace, corseting, you name it, sheesh!) But the finish does lend itself to children’s clothing, and I was all about bringing it back. A treatment that would not only keep the length in-tact, but make the very basic pants look fancier? H-Yes!

I proudly displayed them for her this morning. I thought they would be a great item to wear to her cousin’s birthday party. Poor girl. By her account, her mother had ruined her new pair of leggings by fancying them up.

Luckily for her, I have a black pair cut out, which she said she’ll wear “if they don’t have ruffles.”
Luckily for me, she has a twin sister who has a true diva’s love of anything with ruffles and bows.

The moral of the story: Don’t make notes you don’t intend to keep. And have your kids in twos.