And that put me in mind of sewing when I was in college. Sewing back then was a one day (and sometimes half the night) marathon to get the damn thing finished so I could wear it the next day. Who cares what it looks like inside (aside from Grandma Sally, and like she counts), or if your hemming stitches are so big you could catch your toe in them. In fact safety pins work just as well! Anyway, here's a real piece of slapdash stitching from about 1970. I loved the pattern with its six tucks instead of darts.
And I loved the fabric, some strange totally synthetic something with a crepe weave.