This is our central hallway, an area that has been curtain-less since... well, since ever. It has a very big and long window, which is fabulous for getting plenty of natural light inside. But it did need something insulative for these really hot hot days of summer. And we have no carpets in the house, which is perfect for keeping the place cool, but also means that soft furnishings are even more essential to soak up noise and add softness visually to the architecture.
Luckily our taste in home furnishings runs to very unfussy, plain and minimalist. Even so, I have been steadily and craftily procrastinating for yonks, devising lame reasons as to why I could not get on with it. High up on my list of excuses was the lack of a curtain rail. Then about a year ago, my husband put up a curtain rail. A quietly guilty period followed. Occasional pleas for curtains were deftly fended off. I had to be imaginative in this respect, you understand; had to think on my feet. A lack of fabric was not the problem, since in a whimsically optimistic moment during a Spotlight sale ages ago I had actually purchased enough curtaining fabric for the entire house. It has been sitting in a big roll underneath the stairs, taunting and mocking me with its whole still-unmade-into-curtains state.
Sewing home wares is not a joy to me, and particularly curtains. Mostly because they are unwieldy and I have to commandeer the dining room, kick everybody else off and out and carry my machines over and set up on the dining room table since my little bench in the laundry where I usually sew could not possibly cope with the massive swathes of fabric. Also, curtains are boring. But while sewing together massively big rectangles in straight seams might seem easy and without any challenges doesn't mean one should get blase about it... I had a wake-up call when I was distractedly overlocking the fluffy selvedge edge off a vertical joining seam, not paying enough attention, and on checking it later noticed to my horror that, underneath, I had overlocked a massive tuck of curtain into the seam..... noooo! But I was incredibly lucky... The tuck was a narrow one and the fabric in it had avoided being sliced by the overlocker's knife by a scant millimetre.... seriously!! I unpicked the tuck and all was well..... phew! That was a warning... and I sat up and took much better care from then on....!
The curtains are not super fabulous. They are OK. I think you can tell by looking at them they were not made with much love... The best thing about them??? they are finished.
Oh, technical details; each side has two and a half drops of fabric, hems are 10cm and the top is triple pleated.... and no, I did not pose the pussycat. She happened come over at the right time and I took advantage of the fact that she matched the decor....