Tuesday, 11 December 2012

Friday, 7 December 2012

Seamstress Pride

I should mosey on down to the docks area of Ankh-Morpork and sign up to the Seamstress Guild because I am developing into a talented seamstress extraordinaire. (Mum, don't Google that).
My amazing Mother gave me a sewing machine as a Christmas and birthday present last year (I think) and after producing two slightly-wearable dresses, a couple of costumes and pretty bows, I have finally produced a dress that I can wear without gaping arm holes or wonky necklines.


Well, ok, the neckline is a slight fail but still wearable  and look at that amazing black velvet peter-pan collar I constructed. Plus, I look like a total babe in this dress, which has been confirmed by at least three other equally hot sources. I wore the teal and black velvet dress yesterday on a lunch date, followed by coffee with a friend and then dinner with Lovely. I promised my Mum I'd get a picture of it but forgot, so took this photo this morning (hence the dishevelled hair and face). Yes, this post is just about the dress, suck it.

That's all,
SJ