I finally hauled out my giant winter coat, which A. referred to this afternoon as being made out of mammoth fur. To be fair, wooly mammoths must’ve been really well insulated, considering they were traipsing around Siberia in an Ice Age, so the comparison is perhaps apt because this coat is TOASTY.
This is the coat that took me a year and a half to make: it’s thick wool, entirely flatlined with flannel, and a flannel-backed liner. I’m never making a winter coat without buttons to the bottom again, because finally my thighs don’t freeze. The hood’s pretty great, too.
This is actually a simplified back — there’s three pleats, but I sewed up the two side ones because the white panels have no wool in them, and made the coat colder. I’ve got grand plans to add lining to the inside and then open them up again, but I haven’t gotten around to it yet. The pleat lays nice and flat when the coat is on the hanger — when I started making this coat, I was around 30 pounds lighter, and also was firmly entrenched in my “don’t ever make a muslin even for big projects because it’s a waste of time” attitude. Not exactly helpful, and now my backside is wider and my pleat doesn’t lay even remotely flat. Hrmph.
Speaking of hrmph, the reason I had to haul out the behemoth (this coat weighs several pounds) was because overnight almost foot of snow suddenly appeared. This is all I have to say about this turn of events:
I guess I should mention that I made this coat using the Talea pattern from Burdastyle, though I added the hood and the pleats, lined it (who makes a coat pattern without a lining?!) and fiddled with the tabs and buttons and whatnot.