The Blue Peter school of dressmaking...

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Date: 05 November 2005 17:22:36

If you're being charitable, I'm a Bravissimo* girl. If you're not being charitable, I'm a gey peculiar shape. As in, a size 12 everywhere but my chest, which is a size 12 across my back, and a size 18 across the front. Which explains why nothing I buy in the shops ever fits properly.

Anyway, mum and I had made a version of this dress before, which worked splendidly, apart from the front. Instead of the waistband sitting serenely where it was supposed to, ie. on my waist, it sat about 2" under my chest, because the part of the bodice that in a normal-shaped person would be covering their stomach was still covering my frontage. Ahem. The dress can be seen in some of the links on my friend Golightlycat's blog - it's the one with all the butterflies.

So, it all got a bit Blue Peter today, lengthening pattern pieces by chopping them apart and inserting strips of greaseproof paper held in place by sticky tape. This is all a bit nervewracking, because I spent an unfeasibly large amount of money on 3 metres of violet silk, and if it goes wrong, I shall weep. The pieces are all cut out, and the sewing shall begin tomorrow - the light in here isn't good enough when it's dark outside.

I've also had my hair cut. The lifts in the office block where I work have just been refurbished so they are Disability Act compliant, so lots of mirrors and bright lights - it's not good at 8:30 on a Monday morning, let me tell you. Especially when you catch sight of the back of your own head and realise that yes, your hair really is that long.

Absurdly, it is cheaper for me to get the train from London to the town where my parents live, get my hair cut there and get the train back than it is to get it cut in central London. And don't anyone dare suggest Supercuts. I no longer have hair streeling halfway down my back, it's just about shoulder length. I like it, it's just going to take a bit of getting used to - I got the fright of my life when I saw myself in the bathroom mirror earlier. "Burglars!" thinks me. Um, no.

*This is a lingerie website. It contains pictures of ladies in their underwear. Consider yourselves told.