MY GOODNESS WHERE ARE MY MANNERS. SHOWING YOU MY SKIVVIES RIGHT OFF THE BAT LIKE SOME CHEAP FLOOZIE. GODSAKES COVER UP WOMAN.
That's better. Oh so classy, oona, with your John-Baldwin-Made-Of-Magic-Coat, found at a favorite vintage haunt hidden in the southern hills! Seriously, there's no content label, so I'm assuming magic. Or a silk wool blend. Which has a sub-definition of Magic, obviously.
I mean check out that center back seam! On the coat, not so much on my dress-- although in real life, it lies nice and flat. You know, when I'm not shivering in a field hopping across cow patties in four inches of heels and three yards of silk brocade, cackling as Mama Ruggy shrieks in delight over silly poses, angling the camera a lá Baby Boy.
Similar shooting style, Mama and Boy, but very different volume control. Actually, the ladies in this equation are both Quite Loud.
EYYYY RUDOLPH! Where did you really get that red nose?
Before we went all country, I set out to stitch up a New Year's Eve dress for another positively luscious lady. It suddenly dawned on me: I too would need a new dress! Neveryoumind that I haven't worn this one, this one, or, if you can believe it, this one out yet. Criminal! Tee hee, and tra la.
I spent 60 marvelously maniacal minutes refashioning this circle skirt, adding a (hacked) Simplicity 1803 bodice with the help of every precious scrap I saved, before returning to the task at hand. When we get back to The City That Never Shuts Its Face, I'll have a few scant hours to finish m'lady's party dress (almost done, I swear!) and fix the droopy neckline on this bad boy.
Zacky Poo's bodice is lined in the same eye searing orange poly as the skirt. I think it might be fun to tack those right angles down with a couple of vintage buttons and have that pop of orange. Or, open up the handstitching and throw some horsehair in there? What say you, sewists? Possibly try out some embroidery stitches on my Pfaff?
I just got a li'l homesick for the view from my Pfaff! But I'll tell you what. It's ever so nice to see sky...
What are you wearing New Year's Eve?