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Clearly, the solution to sewing angst is to start something else, while eating gingersnaps dunked in milk and reading LiveJournal. All at the same time. This could be why nothing ever gets done?

Still, gingersnaps are pretty tasty, so I won't complain. Any more.

The added Thing, by the way, is another Vintage Vogue pattern, a 1957 dress this time. In a pink linen/rayon blend. Very, very pink. It's half cut out -- only half because I got the midnight munchies and went hunting in the kitchen, and then decided to post about that.

And I'm close...ish to the end of 20thc sewing fabric stash; I've got enough for three more dresses. (I think.) Plus linen for a late 60s kaftan. Hey, I wanted something light to wear around the house in hot weather. (Yes, I've watched Performance too many times. Yes, I realize it's September. I can have it for NEXT SUMMER OKAY.)

OH YEAH also I fixed one of the dresses on the List. Easy fix, but hooray for something being accomplished!

Da List:
- 1950s print voile dress that needs to be hemmed and have the belt put together
- Burda 1960s-style blue and pink mini-dress that needs a zipper and a hem
- striped 1940s dress from another Butterick Retro pattern I've got that needs to be taken in so I'll actually wear it
- same for a black & white 50s dress
- early 1960s-style plaid silk dress, currently hidden in a bag because I sewed the sleeves on backwards, so it got shoved away in disgust a couple months ago
- 1947 Butterick Retro black & white striped dress and black jacket: finish dress, start jacket
- 1957 pink Vintage Vogue dress

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My current mindset appears to be something along the lines of: If I cut every single piece of every damn dress pattern I can and put them all in a pile, I will eventually finish something. I do not think this is valid.

...Well, really I was going to start sewing the pink dress tonight, but then realized I have no pink thread that matches the fabric. Dammit. So then I cut out the pieces to the jacket that goes with the black and white striped 1947 Butterick dress, and put them in a pile on top of the already existing pile of pink pieces.

SO VERY EXCITING.

I really need to get my sister to take pictures of me in the dresses I have finished so it looks like I Do Stuff. (Even the non-matched Burda dress. *mumble mumble mumble* I'll just wear it somewhere I can have my back to the wall all the time.)

Guess I should go practice guitar. Added bonus of regular guitar-practicing: I can now stab the tips of the fingers on my left hand while pinning pattern pieces and not feel it. ...Unless I poke the pin particularly hard.