January 15th, 2009
I just realized that I never posted a follow-up to my bad blue birthday dress entry.
Okay, so remember the dress was supposed to look sort of like this (I know it’s hard to see in my photo)…

Really a basic, no-frills dress: semi-fitted darted bodice ending just at or below the natural waist, a full skirt falling below the knees, lined all over, back invisible zipper closure. I really didn’t expect it to be difficult to sew… I mean, there are barely any details to worry about. How hard could it have been?
Well, dealing with the lining just about killed me. The flannel backed satin I was using warps very easily and I couldn’t get seams to line up properly or sew without ripples. Poor, sweet, poly satin fabric… I’m trying to pass the blame, but really the problem is that I’m a sucky seamstress. (And will y’all believe me if I say it enough? I hate that people think I am actually good at sewing because it’s not true.)
It took me a while, but I *did* finally finish the dress as designed only to discover it was a very unflattering style for me. Go figure.
I spent the rest of my birthday before dinner ripping, cutting, trying on, pinning, cutting more, basting, hating, an endless cycle. I raised the waist, trimmed the skirt to an A-line kinda thing, cut a bunch – too much – length off, adjusted the gaping armscyes, and more. I’m glad to say that I finally finished the dress, but sorry to say it looked absurd on me and I ended up wearing some totally random dress to my birthday dinner. I can’t even come up with an appropriately humorous description of it, but the words “shrunken” and “smurf” keep popping into my head…

I did a good job on the zipper, however, and was pleased with the fact that I inserted it neatly into a lined dress – a first for me. Since I plan to never wear it out in public, I decided not to deal with a hook and eye at the top, as you can see by the gape…

(Hey there, blondie.)
Because I took the time to put on freaking makeup for this photo session a couple of months back, and because I happen to think all-headless shots are kind of creepy, I’m leaving you with this pearl. (That’s a pretty obvious joke, right?) Oh wait, for anyone who is wondering about the shoes, because I do get asked, they’re MAGS.
