...has been forced into action. It is semi-formal season around here and I am making this dress (shortened to just above the knee) for Erin. We travelled to NYC to get the fabric she saw over the summer, I have spent hours with slippery silk, pinning (oh, the gajillions of pins!), hand basting every seam, lining and underlining each piece, and that is just the bodice. You would think when she volunteers to clean my car she wouldn't charge me $30, wouldn't you?
The gorgeous royal purple is to be the skirt and the bodice inset, while that really nice light lilac makes the straps and the bodice section between the inset and the skirt, wrapping around to the back. You cannot believe how much time I have spent on this thing, but the bodice is finished and the skirt is underway. Why can't they wear cotton muslin to these dances anyway?
Twenty-eight to go. NO! I WILL NOT pay her to clean my car, not that I think she will actually do it.