Fabrixx Outlet had a remnent sale and I went on Saturday for the sole purpose of finding doublet fabric for Granuaile. I'm using a green color scheme and a saffron dyed shirt for Ireland.
What I ended up walking out with two green pattern peices (peices being 2 yard remnents of upholstery width fabric). If they end up being too modern designs, I grabbed a green corderouy. I also got a light blue-green of drapery silk, heavy stuff, a really close to carnation in what Chad thinks in a linen, and a gold satin-like material that I was considering for trim or lining if I do slash-and-puff sleeves on the doublet.
Heady idea, wearing your money on your sleeve more or less. I'm just glad I'm not a regular participant in the royal court.
Many people have dress diaries on the creation of historical reenactment or Renaissance Festival garb. This is my documentation of the sewing room trenches.
Monday, August 08, 2005
Project: DTD Post 3
Note to the one soul actually reading this blog: Yes, I know I skipped Post Two, but I think I have notes for it at home and will add it later.
This weekend I finally had Chad's help and we stuffed the dummy. I put the final layer on Sunday.
She did end up an inch off in spots, which the instructions say time to rearrange stuffing. And Chad still insists the boobies aren't right. But for my first try and for the sake of getting something that will make my life easier, she's perfect.
And this is the shortened version. When the shell went down to my mid-thighs, I see why occassionally strangers ask me when the baby is due. See Intentionally Left Blank for my next step to deal with that.
This weekend I finally had Chad's help and we stuffed the dummy. I put the final layer on Sunday.
She did end up an inch off in spots, which the instructions say time to rearrange stuffing. And Chad still insists the boobies aren't right. But for my first try and for the sake of getting something that will make my life easier, she's perfect.
And this is the shortened version. When the shell went down to my mid-thighs, I see why occassionally strangers ask me when the baby is due. See Intentionally Left Blank for my next step to deal with that.
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