If I thought yesterday was bad I had seen nothing yet. Almighty has arranged a catastrophe for today.

…& worst of all a skirt that’s puffy in all the wrong places for my not-quite-petite-but-still-too-short frame.
That’s after I courageously attempted fabric painting free hand & lovingly added hand embroidery to the said damn skirt!
And I thought I was being so clever! Sigh, never ever tempt Fate.
I suppose it doesn’t look too bad on the dress form. But all that swish sure makes one feel wide. (And actaully the dress form’s me + heels I can’t walk in.)
This was the original plan for the tafeta, acquired…
…well, if the inspiration was that ancient, so must be the fabric. (I actually have lovely silk chiffons that the moths have gotten to first.)
So anyway, I went for Plan B instead as Plan A with its butterfly wings isn’t practical in damp squib Blighty. And Plan B is…
Which probably used to look something like this:
It was a vintage German drindl skirt, which I got at Canal Jeans
(remember them anyone? SoHo has so gone down hill. Bloody Bloomingdale! How uncool!)
Anyway, with no cleavage to boast I dropped the wench look for this…
…and got so much more mileage out of the skirt that I thought I’d try it again. Perpetual sewing novice that I am I hadn’t factor in the difference in drape. Doh!
Will just have to make the best of it (with minimum effort – I’m not loving tafeta no more) and hope to get more than one wear out of this Heidi Take 2 skirt.
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