Well it's happened: my first unfinished object (UFO, they ARE real!). It's disappointing too because I've seen so many great versions of this dress on the internets.
I want to clarify that this has absolutely nothing to do with the pattern itself. It didn't have too many pieces, the instructions were clear (although kind of odd because it's a vintage re-issue, but I just kind of did things my own way), and in theory I should have ended up with a cute new/old dress.
However, I learned something new from this experience: my machine is hungry. It's hungry for jersey and it doesn't care who knows it! I wish I knew exactly what this fabric actually is so that I can put it on my "do not ever ever ever buy this ever again...ever!" list (that I will most likely ignore if I see a cute print or an awesome color). I found it in the remnant bin at Hancock Fabrics (their remnants are great; sometimes as much as 2 yards!), but the problem is they don't specify what the fabric is just that it's apparel fabric. I know that it's some kind of jersey because it's a knit that's super stretchy and drapey, but this jersey is actually kind of heavy. One side of it almost has a kind of sheen to it while the other side is a bit more dull. Any ideas? Probably polyester like 99% of the fabrics found at Joann and Hancocks.
Well whatever it is, my machine continued to feast on it again and again and again. I had to take apart my machine 5 times and a couple of those times ended up making a hole in the fabric (which maaaaaaaybe had to do with my impatience and eventual tugging on it...oops...and maybe or maybe not while yelling...). I did learn that my walking foot is pretty much a necessity with this fabric because any other foot I used just made the problem worse (i.e. gathering foot is a NO NO!), but there was no fooling my ravenous machine. It had an unquenchable thirst for this stuff!
So I think I give up! I may go back and try again after awhile (we need some time apart...maybe absence will make the heart grow fonder). I also have a difficult time with things that are left unfinished and they kind of eat away at me cause I know they're there...staring at me...