My butt is being kicked...by a tiny pair of pants.

They are only 14 inches high, but boy do they pack a wallop.



I've spent countless hours pattern drafting, and now tweaking, teensy trousers for an SD13 ball jointed doll. The doll's name is Saint, by the way. The diabolical pants shall remain nameless.

The crux of the dilemma is this: I have made only one previous attempt at pants. They were human-sized, and thus did not have to be as precise, but still, they failed. The current pair cackle evilly because they cannot be beginner pants. They have to keep up with masterwork armor. Voluminous, drawstring pantaloons won't cut it.

So far, I have been able to beat them off with a 2 dollar, used copy of Basic Tailoring (circa 1974 from Time Life), but this may not hold for long as they seem to have plans to muay thai me about the ears and cheekbones...

The pants have nap and lycra on their side. Pray for me, friends.