days until the big move, and only 2 1/2 more weeks in the office. I'm counting down the latter even more assidiously than the former now, because my partner is on holidays for the next two weeks (well-earned, I might add) which means an exponential increase in paperwork, hospital work, and general fire putting out.
I decided that if I'm going to design that black silk dress in time, I'd best get on with some swatching. I started with inexpensive wool, just to get a handle on some cable patterns:
Then moved on to the silk noil - so far, so good:
Ah, but wait for it. Know what this is?
It's a scale model of the bum print that will protrude ever so unfashionably when we finish dinner and stand for the toast to the Queen.Fetching, no? This stuff is like playdough:
Even more disconcerting, it has all the tensile strength of playdough. Once again, proving that You Get What You Pay For. I can't believe how long it takes me to learn that. My reasoning went along these lines: I haven't designed a dress before, so I don't want to spend $250 on really nice silk just in case it doesn't work out. So I spent $60 - and now have 11 skeins of crap. (I'm sure I'll use it for something, someday, but most definitely not a dress.)
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