Well, there’s the Sak….I had a bicycle seat just like this, well, it had padding actually. Is she a John Waters character on the loose?Huh- a swimsuit featuring a sleeping hostage in one of your designs…Remember that time Big Bird got a dip-dye?I just don’t understand. How does she pee in under 20 minutes?no collection is complete without an Olympic opening ceremony costume!This is just color-bleching.Giant repurposed clothe diapers? Photo credits: Vogue.com
Well, not exactly a style Ambush.
If Little Red has worn this, the wolf would have let her be.
Leona’s Mother was cripplingly overprotective of her on class trips. Ambushed by coasters. This Kung Fu reboot looks kind of boring without a Carradine. Allison was a pro at never being asked to help with dinner. There’s one on every beach. Castaway Chic. Photo credit- Vogue.com
I was so jazzed about this pattern when I saw it. Gees, that pretty much says that I’m going to rain all over the Butterick parade today, but I swear, I’m not. Not even going to say that this one puts the Butt in Butterick. Look at that swishy little hip flounce. I figured why not? These hips were made for Flouncin’ and that’s just what they’ll do, right?
Side note- the hanger appeal to this is a bit wonky. The side wrappy business goes from gallbladder all the way around the world to ‘don’t poke me there- I’ll squeal’. On a hanger it’s unsecured and hangs down past the hem like a poorly packed parachute. Ready? I followed all the directions, but I think this one got a little complicated or something for me- behold- my flounce has a doggy door.
See that? I know it’s hard with my gaudy-flage, but my pleat doesn’t cover the pattern cover deception! The tech drawing doesn’t really make you so aware that the front skirt is not one full peplum with a pleat gently accenting it. Nope. It’s a pleat hanging over an open flap- like you’d find in giant refrigerated buildings- so the flies don’t gather on your brisket. Well, peeps, my brisket is semi-exposed here. Not a huge deal , i suppose, it just looks clumsy to me- I didn’t have enough fabric left to redo it and make it more of a procenium for my stage. So I get a little flappy.
By the by, this is make up free sunday- I apologize for the horror show, but I took pictures after sneaking a shower while the husband shampoo’d the carpets. We were at door hair/dog piddle saturation point- quite literally. Too much info? Shall we get back to the flies on my brisket?
Funny thing. I popped this on then ran for the camera- trying not to make eye contact with ‘he who is most persecuted because he’s doing chores’ and thought, huh, this fits oddly thru the shoulders and I don’t remember it being so….cowly. Whatevs. As the cool kids say. Huh, the back is kind of airy too. No wonder I haven’t worn this more than once. But I really like he cowl and the belt. I need to wear this soon. Pull pattern from bin, start gathering my wooly thoughts…..
This ring-tailed tooty is on backwards and Crappity-doo. It looks better. Hold on- let me do a little quick change-
Bippidy-Boppity-blah. You should see me put a sweater on the dog- I’m like Houdini. Yup. The dog disappears.
Amazing right? I know there is something wrong with me. No matter what my Mom says. Anyhoo……..
photo credits: little me, Pattern review
I keep forgetting I have a bag of spinach in the crisper bin.its not pretty.
With 5 dachsies and a cat, this is me if I don’t keep a lint roller every 10 feet.
Aunt Stella’s needles strike again!I can’t focus on this- it’s like a sofa on acid. Jim Henson’s widow on hard times.
Sesame Street Walker?Aw crap- I like this. But who has time to backcomb their collar daily?Photo credits: Vogue.com