New dress – almost finished!
I hate weddings.
Oh – that’s not actually true. I didn’t like having to get married myself, but what I really mean is, I used to hate the stress and anxiety I would put myself under in the lead-up to someone elses wedding: Going shopping for a dress (because you must wear a dress to a wedding, and it can’t be black), getting annoyed at the distinct lack of dresses in the shops, let along being able to find one that suited me in shape and colour, and budget – though to be honest a good dress is worth pulling out the credit card for… Dieting and being anxious about my lack of suitable glamour as the days got closer….
In a few weeks we will be going to a wedding, and it sort of sneaked up on me. I have only met these people a few times, and they are lovely, but they are from my husbands circle of acquaintance, so I will know nobody.
Yesterday I looked at the calendar and thought – crikey! I’d better just make something now in case it’s a disaster and I have to make something else.
Miss Z and I went to our favourite fabric shop (Darn Cheap), which is loaded with fabulous discounted designer fabric, and the first thing I saw was this fabulous, super-wide fabric with flowers embroidered on the bottom third, and the change of fabric from that point on as well. Ooooh. Yes…. No…too shiny….oh but it’s good…nah….yes….it’s that perfect blue that you love…..yes, but it’s expensive……..oh, but its wide, so you’ll need less, besides, $100 isn’t much for a dress from the shops, and you’ll be making it yourself so it will look like something from Easton Pearson……..
As I was having this discussion with myself, a crone (yes she was, I’m not just being bitchy), sidled up and said ‘Ya makin a sari or a dreess?’.
‘Dress’, I replied in my most proper accent.
‘Ken you sow?’ she asked.
‘I’m not bad’ I replied – thinking – why would I be in a shop handling expensive fabric if I didn’t know what to do with it – and please leave me alone….
‘well, it wouldn’t matter how bad ya stuffed it up – there’s plenty worse in the shops these days’ was her parting shot.
I carry the fabric over to the mirrored change room (how inpired is that little facility), and wrap it around my semi-clothed from. YES it MUST be done! I must have it. It’s perfect!
I’ll have 2 metres, I say to the lady behind the counter.
‘Oh – this would make lovely curtains’ – she says to me…..