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Make a TuTu (from net curtain!)

Well, the ballerina trend continues... Crikey, I tried so hard to dress her in everything other than pink, I'm all about equality between boys and girls, I encourage her to play with dinosaurs and lego, and am secretly a bit pleased that she shuns her baby dolls.

HOWEVER, she is getting girlier by the day. She may only be two, but she already loves trashy pop songs, twirling around like a ballerina, sparkley things and make up. Nooooooooo!

I think parents have little hope really, these are little people with actual opinions! How very dare they?! So ballerinas are IN, and I admit the thought of Daph doing ballet is very cute indeed. But I might make her wear "alternative" tutus. In the name of making and sewing her things to ease my maternal unrelenting and possibly unecessary guilt, I thought I'd get her a tutu. Then I remembered we're on a strict budget at the moment, so what can I make one out of?
I found a load of patterned chiffon material in the stash and googled some tutorials.

This one from Prudent Baby is lovely, but I wasn't sure I had the right materials.... And this one is fab because you don't necessarily have to sew.

However, as I hunted through my never-ending pile of remnants and old clothes, nothing seeming quite girly enough,  I came across a piece of net curtain! It's a short piece, so it must have been for the posh bit some people have at the top of their window... I don't even know what that is called, I must be very common.

All I had to do was thread some elastic through the ready-made casing (score!) with that neat little safety pin trick, and gather it up and it's a tutu!


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