So, to no one's greater surprise than my own, I
did finish that black wool dress to wear to the "VIP event" at work last night. Also, this time
not surprisingly, I was still madly finishing the cuffs on the sleeves at 3.00 when I had to leave at 3.30. (I wouldn't have been
late, though, if my hair had decided to behave. Which it decidedly did
not. "Fine, you win. PONYTAIL, WHATEVER.")
They had lots of lovely finger foods and small sammies and cheese and fruit desserts and wine and BLUE COSMOS HELLO that we weren't allowed to have, of course -- until all the guests had left, then we all got to nom on the leftovers in the back. I definitely stuffed my face with tiny egg rolls that were amazing. Brought some home, as a matter of fact...may go eat them after I post this. Also had some of the leftover
blue cosmo in a soda can soda. Hey, after ringing up three thousand dollars' worth of merchandise in two and a half hours with no break, I felt
entitled. ;) And that was just my register.
Anyway, dress. The daisy's from the arrangements on the tables; we all appropriated them at the end of the night!

This is me at eleven at night, so try to get past the look-o'-death and saggy stockings, &tc! Verdict: I don't think I dislike it
too much. I don't know how much I like the pouf the wool gives to the little pleats in the front of the skirt (okay, I know
exactly how much I like that -- not at all!), and I have a terrible, probably mostly unreasonable fear of looking stumpy in everything I wear, this not excluded. And I think if I make this pattern again, I'll shorten the bodice a titch more. I already took the pattern up, but it needs more. Sigh.