If Diana Ross circa 1970s lived in the woods, I'm pretty sure she'd wear wrap maxi dresses twenty-four-seven.
She would never be caught in a pose that did not show off the vented sleeves with curved cuffs.
She would know at all times how she looked from every angle.
What's that you're gazing at, Diana? The mist on the mountains? The sun casting its glow on all your gold records? The murderous peacock inching ever closer? Who can tell?
Here's what gives me away. Diana would never show her chompers in a high fashion photo shoot.
SO HAUGHTY. THAT'S BETTER.
Faux Diana is wearing a Faux Wrap Maxi dress, McCalls 6884, with a few modifications and some hefty sleeve changes. Great pattern! Speaking of sewing, hey guess what! I made a couple of bloggish New Year's resolutions! I have an idea brewing for a new series in 2016, having to do with construction shots, and probably liquid shots (that's a lie, one should always sip, never shoot). It's going to have its very own blog button and everything, should you wish to join in. Details to come.
And that's about as far as I've gotten with bloggish resolutions and wrap ups and the like. Listen, I spent several hours trying to make a 2015 collage of the 43 things I managed to document, here & on Instagram, and it just made me mad. So to close out the year, I give you my uber hot husband...
OOOOOOOOOOH BABY LOVE! TOUCH ME IN THE MORNING! FORGET THE NEW YEAR'S EVE DRINKIN, I GOT A LOVE HANGOVER!
The hottie to the left is wearing a hand tied, hand made bow tie (ETA: pattern here), the better to rock it unfurled at the end of the evening... and the secret pajamas felt delicious all the way till sunrise.
Happy first Monday of the New Year, y'all. May it be supreme!