Drawn 3wks ago pic:
Jayne:… Hanna was this an excuse to get my shirt off?
Hanna: Dude What?! F*ck no! There are like fairies all over this place.
Jayne:… Really Hanna?
Hanna: No, seriously. Fairies. Everywhere. And they all think you’re hot.
Jayne: ©_© …
Hanna:… they keep yelling ‘Take it Off!’
Jayne: …did they just undo my pants?
Hanna: Fairies!!! D=
Julie D’Aubigny was a 17th-century bisexual French opera singer and fencing master who killed or wounded at least ten men in life-or-death duels, performed nightly shows on the biggest and most highly-respected opera stage in the world, and once took the Holy Orders just so that she could sneak into a convent and bang a nun. If nothing in that sentence at least marginally interests you, I have no idea why you’re visiting this website. (via Badass of the Week: Julie D’Aubigny, La Maupin)
…sorely tempted to yoink her and put her somewhere in the Easter and Stone ‘verse.
because holy crap.
A while back, Mana posted ‘Binding With Alex’. Which sent me rifling through the internet, frantically devouring all the collected knowledge on binding methods.
Until Mana’s post, I wasn’t very aware that there were many more options than simply /hating/ my breasts into non-existence. Or shoving them in a breadbox to hide them. (Note from author: do not shove your tits in a breadbox. It only works until someone comes along and asks you about it.)
So I looked around at different products available on the internet for binding…
I tried the ‘men’s microfiber compression tank’ by Underworks. Didn’t ‘underwork’ too well. (SNORT)
I got a compression bra for joggers by Nike. It just gave me boob-shelf. Jiggly boob-shelf. The worst kind.
I got a pair of Spankx for thigh shaping, slit the legs up the inside and sewed the whole thing into a tube I could pull over my chest. NO. It looked like I was smuggling a lumpy legging under my shirt. The compression was no bueno as well.
I took a look at the vest-like binders over at Love Boat and T-Kingdom. EXPENSIVE. So I looked long and hard at the photos and manufactured my own.
It turned out terrible- scratchy bits of velcro that cut into the undersides of my arms and cut off circulation. Not enough give, I couldn’t breathe. It was like the 1800’s all over again. If I can vote and own land now, I damn well better be able to process oxygen.
So I set my heart on the ‘Black Knight’ on Zaggemous.
And a tin cup out for collecting the eighty-some dollars it would be for the product and shipping.
LE SIGH
Last night I got tired of waiting, and again set out to make my own.
This time it worked.
For about ten dollars worth of material, and an hour and a half of work, I created a comfortable binder that flattens my chest while allowing me to breathe.
Here’s the materials:
*1/2 yard of cotton twill (60” wide), your choice of color
*8 pieces of soft, medium strength elastic (1.25” width). 4 inches long for each piece
*Plain old sewing thread to match the twill
That’s it!
I washed the twill in HOT water, and dried at HIGH heat, to shrink it as far as it wanted to go, and it made the fabric dense and soft.
Then I got out that failed Nike sports bra and used it as a template for the binder, especially the front. I traced the outline with chalk, then gave that a half-inch seam allowance.Cut two of each side. Each side will be sewn together and turned right-side-out, so the edges are hemmed but have no rough seams.

Here’s the finished product, front and back:


I forgot to get a picture of the back piece before sewing the whole thing up. But you can see the basic shape- it’s just a square with shoulder straps that match up with the straps in the front.

Here’s the raw pieces, pinned together and ready to sew.

I pinned the elastic pieces on the outside to show you their placement on the inside- they should be sandwiched between the two matching pieces of twill, so when you turn the finished seam right-side-out, the elastic waves at you like tentacles. Thusly:



Sew the front first, leaving about four inches of opening on the bottom so you can turn it right-side-out. Sew the back in the same way, except you’ll be working around having the front sort of stuffed into it, to get the elastic all attached.
I hand-hemmed the opening:

It was just easier for me, I’m not familiar enough with a sewing machine to attempt anything fancy.
Before sewing the shoulder straps together, I tried on the binder and made marks where I wanted them to be- in case I made them too loose or tight.
BAM, binder.

Yes I did not shave for this photo, get over it. (Drops mic).
Side:

With only smoother I had lying around (ugh):

And for funsies, here it is from my point of view:

The finished product:


Oh yeah, and here’s how the whole area looked before, just to give you an idea of how well it worked:


The sheer joy I felt when smoothing my hand down my flattened chest couldn’t be quantified. Relief and joy.
I hope someone else out there is experiencing the same feeling, and that maybe this post could help out another crafty transdrogenous like me.
Wait, what?
I mean, yes, I know what that is. But what was the context of the question again?
WHY YES I AM
Also, I lost track of my password for this site and couldn’t answer you for a while, sorry about that.
AND YOU’RE THAT WONDERFUL PERSON FROM THE INTERNET THAT LOVES MY STUFF
Okay. All settled.





