Well, yesterday I tried to shake off the cocoa-pepto doldrums and get back in the Sewers Bordello. I had a pattern in mind- yup- still practicing Dug the Dog costume avoidance, but I have 27 days- surely I can breathe fun fur another day and still be done on time. Anyhoo….
I’m developing a real affinity for anything labelled tunic. I used to think that was not my best style- ok, this came to mind:
But I’m starting to love the tuckus and hip camouflage they provide while still looked put together and of course leaving me somewhere to scabbard my broadsword when not threatening the neighbor children.
So here are my results- I added a little fabric brooch- ala Carrie Bradshaw to break up the houndstooth pervasiveness and I wore it out to dinner with the parentals. My dislike of bias tape (ok, I’m not so great at it) led me to line the yoke and I like the extra stability it gave me. You of course need that when adding a silly fabric flower to your work!
Yes I’m melting in the sun…..but the earrings are moving! Lookee an action shot!
A flower close up: I think of this as my ‘Why I do declare! ” pose.
For anyone wondering where the pink dress is…it’s with my stylist….