I bought fabric. Heh.

Yeeeah...self-control, what's that?

I know, I said I was going to use this perfectly acceptable fabric that I already had for the 1870s walking dress- it was even striped! I lied. It's not my fault though...I saw this fabric when I went to Wal-mart to get the canvas last week and didn't buy it, because I had no use for it. Then a couple of days ago, I realized that it wanted to be my 1870s walking dress, and my brain would not let me go to sleep that night (mental costuming is awful that way!) until I promised I would go buy it as soon as possible. Went and bought it today:


I bought all that was on the bolt - 10 3/4 yards, which kind of sounds like a lot, but it's not really, when you factor in all the trimming froof I'm planning to put on it! The fabric was labeled a cotton/poly blend (oh, the horror!), but I decided I don't care - the Lust for the Stripes overrode my aversion to polyester. Plus when I got it home and did a burn test, it burned like cotton - I almost singed my fingers because I was expecting it to melt and put out the flame itself, like straight poly does, but, whoosh! Nope. So I figure the poly content's pretty low, and I'm going to ignore it anyway. *lalalala can't hear you*

This of course means that I'm changing the design of the dress all around - I mean, not that I probably wouldn't have done that anyway...but it's definitely happening now. The previous plan was for the dress to be fairly simple, because I don't have a huge amount of that fabric, plus it was telling me it wanted to be a simpler dress. Why yes, my fabric talks to me. Doesn't yours? Actually I think this red and white stuff might be yelling obnoxiously... But now that's all out the window, of course - hence the 10+ yards of fabric. Now I get to go play in the insprational images folder again. 

Why yes, I'm going to be That Obnoxious Person when I wear this, aren't I? Blindingly stripedy. Bwahaha. That is, if I don't blind myself sewing the thing first...