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mandie_rwHey, Amanda, remember that Tudor thingy you were working on what seems like forever ago? Oh...yeah, that's right, guess I ought to, you know, start sewing that again, so it's, oh, I don't know, done when I need it.
Such were my thoughts, gentle readers, this morning, after I'd showered, putzed around, eaten lunch (kinda), flipped through some 19th century fashion plates, leafed through my new book from Williamsburg, eaten the last Klondike bar in the house, and watched the final two parts of the Beatles Anthology (that the very bad me bought along with the White Album). Well, okay, I guess it was more like late afternoon by that point!
But I have sewn, and I have the proof! (Which, by the way, is also proof of my fab photography skills with the timer.)
Yeah, it's shiny dead dinosaur and shows up really well next to a white shift. It's slightly more impressive in person, I promise.
Fuzzy wuzzy was a bear, and is also the quality of this picture. But it's the only one where you can see the whole skirt, so in it goes. Pardon the gigantic package of toilet paper; I'm accumulating Things For Dorm Living.
You can see the green petticoat I'm wearing underneath the kirtle, and my shift is crooked. That's what happens when you wriggle yourself into side-back lacing. Also, this is in fact a Scott toilet tissue advertisement (product placement!), and yes, that IS Harry Potter on my wall. Don't laugh.
You can sort of see the outline of the cords through the fabric. I realized this, then disregarded it and went on cording blissfully. The top of the kirtle isn't actually going to show, it's just there for support, since I'm not wearing a corset. (And that's why I didn't bother centering the diamonds, which are SO not lined up, which I know. Didn't have a lot of fabric (the false sleeves'll be made of this fabric as well) left over, plus, again, it's not going to show.
A bit on the construction of said kirtle bodice: The front's corded almost entirely (P.S. Warning, really horrible fuzzy picture! my camera was dying), barring the bit where the shape of the front didn't allow for regular vertical rows. The back's an eensy bit wrinkly, which I'm not sure if you can tell in the pictures, because it's not fully corded. Now that I look at it, the front looks wrinkly, but it's not, I swear. It's just the dead dinosaur acting up and photographing weirdly.
And I got my hair cut, which I believe I forgot to mention before going to VA. Bangs. It was rather traumatizing, as I haven't had bangs since I was eleven. But I think I do like them; that is, they look decent when I put a bit of effort into them, which, clearly, I did not do today. :) Plus pulling a kirtle over your head and wrestling with it is not conducive to becoming hairstyles.
Such were my thoughts, gentle readers, this morning, after I'd showered, putzed around, eaten lunch (kinda), flipped through some 19th century fashion plates, leafed through my new book from Williamsburg, eaten the last Klondike bar in the house, and watched the final two parts of the Beatles Anthology (that the very bad me bought along with the White Album). Well, okay, I guess it was more like late afternoon by that point!
But I have sewn, and I have the proof! (Which, by the way, is also proof of my fab photography skills with the timer.)
Yeah, it's shiny dead dinosaur and shows up really well next to a white shift. It's slightly more impressive in person, I promise.
Fuzzy wuzzy was a bear, and is also the quality of this picture. But it's the only one where you can see the whole skirt, so in it goes. Pardon the gigantic package of toilet paper; I'm accumulating Things For Dorm Living.
You can see the green petticoat I'm wearing underneath the kirtle, and my shift is crooked. That's what happens when you wriggle yourself into side-back lacing. Also, this is in fact a Scott toilet tissue advertisement (product placement!), and yes, that IS Harry Potter on my wall. Don't laugh.
You can sort of see the outline of the cords through the fabric. I realized this, then disregarded it and went on cording blissfully. The top of the kirtle isn't actually going to show, it's just there for support, since I'm not wearing a corset. (And that's why I didn't bother centering the diamonds, which are SO not lined up, which I know. Didn't have a lot of fabric (the false sleeves'll be made of this fabric as well) left over, plus, again, it's not going to show.
A bit on the construction of said kirtle bodice: The front's corded almost entirely (P.S. Warning, really horrible fuzzy picture! my camera was dying), barring the bit where the shape of the front didn't allow for regular vertical rows. The back's an eensy bit wrinkly, which I'm not sure if you can tell in the pictures, because it's not fully corded. Now that I look at it, the front looks wrinkly, but it's not, I swear. It's just the dead dinosaur acting up and photographing weirdly.
And I got my hair cut, which I believe I forgot to mention before going to VA. Bangs. It was rather traumatizing, as I haven't had bangs since I was eleven. But I think I do like them; that is, they look decent when I put a bit of effort into them, which, clearly, I did not do today. :) Plus pulling a kirtle over your head and wrestling with it is not conducive to becoming hairstyles.
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