DIY Skirt from Pants

I had this pair of really old black jeans. They were still nice, but they were faded. I put them in the giveaway pile until I had an idea. I wanted a simple formfitting mini skirt, so I decided to make one myself. I could've just gone to Goodwill or something, but I'm picky. I knew I probably wouldn't find anything the right length: not too short and not too long. It was surprisingly simple too. Here's how it goes:

Step 1: Cut off the bottom of the pants to your desired length (make one inch room for the hem.) Then, flip them inside out.

Step 2: Take a seam ripper, and rip out the inseam and crotch of the pants (sorry, no pic for this one)

Step 3: On the front, cut a straight line up just below the zipper. This will allow you to fold one side over the other and pin it. Pin the back in the same manner.

Step 4: Take your sewing machine, and sew up where you pinned. Also, sew the bottom hem (unless you want it to fray)

Done!

It's obviously a plain skirt, so there's so much else one could do to personalize it. I'm thinking about re-dying mine black. I'd also like to add some studs along the front pockets, and make patches from the leftover material.

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