Happy 4th!

Did my stint at the Indian King Tavern this morning (in my print cotton jacket again). Would have gotten pictures, but for only the second time ever, my stays made me sick, so I ended up leaving early and clawing most of my layers off in the parking lot before my five-minute drive home. I didn't lace any more tightly than I usually do, and I've survived far hotter weather in them, so that was mystifying and unpleasant.

Recovered from that, I decided it's high time to reorganize my patterns; both my commercial and draped-by-me patterns are exploding out of the current spaces in which they're contained, which is...not helpful. My patterns are going into the binders the commercial patterns were in, and the commercial patterns...well, they're going to have to wait for the boxes I haven't actually ordered yet. I've gotten through Regency and 18thc, and so far only have one unidentified floating sleeve piece. I'm pretty sure it's a half of my chemise gown sleeve...but where's the other one? I DO LOVE A GOOD MYSTERY.

And I wore one of my Butterick Retro dresses - it's blue and white stripe so I felt terribly patriotic with a red ribbon in my hair. :) We went to see the fireworks, and got the added bonus of a Dude-Bro With A Guitar, the usual screamin' me-me's, and lots of bats.

I actually did like the bats...