My friend’s dog jumped up to greet me, his paws on my belly, his claws stuck into the eyelets of my favourite dress. As I heard a tearing sound, I quickly took his paws thinking, ‘maybe I can fix this,‘ but he slipped, catching himself on a lower rung (so to speak). Cue more ripping sounds.
I crumpled with laughter. I love being part of comedy My friend though was mortified! She wanted to take me into the nearest shop and buy me something to wear so I wouldn’t have to go around looking like I’d been savaged by wolves.
Buy me something?! What, and deprive me of an excuse to make a new dress!?!
I love a halter neck dress; all that uninterrupted sunshine on one’s back! This brown replacement was made in an emergency and it shows. Maybe I was getting bored of the pattern – New Look 6459, my most ever made, in all its variations – and sewed in auto-pilot as I realise looking at these pictures that I’ve made it too small. It’s hard to get this one right: the bodice has to be tight otherwise the strapless back sags. But I didn’t have to make it tight around the waist and bum!
The fabric is Indian block print cotton, light as lawn and from Simply Fabrics. It was an impulse buy which I soon regretted. The colours are earthy and dull. I worry I look like a mound of clay so I’ve tried to lift it by adding a bit of sparkle in the form of bronze-coloured ricrac. Shame it sinks into the underarm flesh so you can hardly tell.
But at least I get to wear my strange beads with it. These two necklaces mysteriously appeared in my house some years ago. I’d assumed my mum had brought them for my daughter to play with. I took a liking to them and kept finding outfits that match though the string is prone to breaking and each time I lose a bit of the length. Once whilst I was wearing them, a woman gave them, and me, a long, curious look, like she wanted to talk to me which struck me as odd, but later a friend saw them and looked similarly surprised. Guess what she said they’re made of?
Clue: you’d have to have been around in the 70s!