my camera is giving me hella problems, so i went all rinky dink retouch on these photos... it might have been better just to have taken them with my iphone and used freaking instagram, in retrospect.
i took these awhile ago in a happy balloonaan shoot (grapes, sparkly jewelry and dave matthews) and was so depressed by the results, they sat neglected in my iphoto for two months. i thought my camera would magically repair itself if i just let it sit awhile, but weirdly that didn't work out.
i like my toes.
even if the elves had fixed my camera, there's no hope for a reshoot, as back to its owner this dress must go. it was made for a wee pixie of a girl. (oddly enough, my camera began its breakup with me when i shot the dress that made wee pixie commission the gown. there has to be some sort of plot in there.)
unfortunately i never did get a good shot of her in it. brought it to work and spent an hour shooting her to no avail. then ruggy accidentally brought it home with him (i SWEARS) when helping me clean out my work digs. i couldn't resist trying it on. it does fit me but it's certainly off. i had a duh! moment when i found i could indeed zip it up; of course it makes sense, we both buy the same size in RTW, it just looks different. her waist is even higher than mine. and let's not talk about the rest of her dimensions. i love my body and i love her body and i love every-bodys' bodies. bodies are nice. seriously. i'd just like a shot of her body in it so you can see how it's truly meant to fit.
see that wonky ass zipper? peeeee-YOOOH! invisible zip on bias cut silk. which i had to reinstall SEVEN. TIMES. i am not even shitting you. originally, it hung down nice and straight, but le client wanted it tighter on the derriere, so a curvy zip that wouldn't pass a breathalizer is what came to pass. i guess it's okay, since the dress is pretty flowy anyways...
geez, grumpy much, oona? i think i'm mad that this has to leave kalkatroona. yes, that is the proper diagnosis. i want it to stay! it's exceedingly hard to make garments for other peeps. this took about a month to make, swearings at home and fittings at work. i've only done it once and i'm not sure i'll ever do it again.
that said, it provided me a lot of firsts. it was the first thing i ever draped on a form (i mean a real live wolf form, and not my pin pricked body). the first time i ever worked with silk (at a whopping 8 bucks per yard. the thought of it!). and i learned so much from the aforementioned Amazing Lady, whose exclamations of glee gave me the confidence to sew the damn thing instead of offering to buy the silk from wee pixie and call it off. and, i wouldn't have done any of it if wee pixie hadn't requested a gown.
what do y'all think? have you made garments for anyone else? and have you found yourself plotting how to
steal them ask for them BACK?