I am making an octopus outfit for my grandson, and a couple of commentators mentioned the film Love Actually.
- I don’t want to make you late for the concert.
- No, it’s nothing, really. – Keith’ll be very disappointed.
- No, really, it doesn’t matter. – The octopus costume’s taken me months.
- Eight is a lot of legs, David.
I haven’t watched this film, but clearly, judging from the photograph, it is looks hilarious.
Here is my inspiration picture – thankfully relatively tasteful. From two metres of plasticised silver jersey Esme cut out eight legs – quite fat ones. I stitched them up on the overlocker in about 15 minutes one morning. Esme stuffed the legs with some fluffy stuff, made from recycled plastic bottles.
Using one of Ted’s T shirts as I guide I cut out a yoke, a matching facing, and used some iron-on interfacing in the hope that the yoke would support the weight of the legs. I put elastic sides in to hold the front and back together. Then I attached the legs and finished the edges.
The whole thing seemed huge, and heavy. I think the legs on the boy, above, were much slimmer. But hey – this is a big octopus. Maybe Ted will love the outfit so much he will wear it every birthday until his 21st. Certainly Gus (my son) delighted in trying it on. I did too. The cat enjoyed playing with the tentacles. If fact the legs can be knotted, woven and tucked to create a wide variety of looks. Eight is a lot of legs.
I may have mentioned that I was thinking of a hood. In fact Ted offered me a wooly hat as a pattern, so I changed the plan. I remembered I had two cut off sleeves from a silver top I got in the Topshop sale.
I unpicked the sleeves, drew around the hat and overlocked the two pieces together. For eyes I did a bit of applique, using scraps of navy silk, white blouse fabric, bits of organza and a zigzag stitch.
It didn’t take me months. In fact it only took me a few hours, and it was good fun. I got quite confident with the fabric and fancy making something for myself in it. Manipulating the outfit once it had eight stuffed legs attatched was somewhat challenging, but I shoved them through the machine, and had them round my neck, in my lap, and spewing over the chair, as I sewed the seams down. Phew.
Anyway I will post some pictures of the Under the Sea party next week. Esme is making a goldfish outfit for Ted’s little brother. Nick is cooking fish pie, and a cake. I did briefly think of making something special to wear myself, but I am not completely mad.