Can’t say I’m afraid of the camera now, can we? I’m a pretty shy girl in public, but if there’s one thing I’ve learned since opening my flickr account, it’s that it’s fun to take my own picture. It’s bringing out the ham in me, and I never realized that she existed before. Kind of fun.
So what’s my goofy mug doing up there today? Mainly it’s there because I wanted to show you the latest symptom of what is surely a sickness. I’ve made another shirt. Just like the others. I made the sleeves about 2 inches longer and eliminated the elastic, and I added 2 inches to the length of the shirt itself. Can you tell what else is different?
It’s shiny! I used some fabric from my stash, and I don’t really know enough about material to tell you what it is. I bought it ten years ago (at least!) to use as the lining for a Halloween vest that I had made (I sewed that sucker by hand. It wasn’t fun.) Anyway, I don’t know what it is – probably some cheap synthetic satinesque stuff, but it was just sitting there gathering dust at a time when I decided I needed something new to wear to a party.
My brother-and-sister-in-law, who lost their home and their dog to a fire a year-and-a-half ago, are throwing their first party in their newly-rebuilt house tonight. My social life is such that any kind of evening invitation such as this one throws me into a delightful tizzy about what I shall wear. I know tizzies aren’t normally delightful, but I do have fun prettying myself up, even if I spend much of that time in Fashion Crisis Mode. All along I had been planning to wear the nicest pair of jeans I own and the refurbished t-shirt I posted about last week. That was fine. I was happy. Until this morning when it occurred to me that I should wear my pearl necklace and earrings. I’d made this jewelry to wear to the same BIL’s wedding about a year ago, and I hadn’t had an opportunity to wear them since. When I tried them on with the shirt, it became clear to me that even though the t-shirt had been modified to be more dressy, it was still definitely a t-shirt. Particularly next to the pearls.
So, of course the next logical step was to dig through my stash and make a new shirt, right? I thought you might agree
I’m happy with the results. I like the shirt, it goes nicely with the jewelry. The new shoes I bought look great, too. Just one problem: now I’m thinking the jeans aren’t dressy enough. sigh I feel a fashion crisis coming on. The kind that leaves piles of pants and shirts strewn about my room as if a laundry tornado had ripped through. But what’s a girl to do?
This isn’t a formal party, but it’s also not a sloppy one. I thought jeans would be perfect when paired with a dressy shirt and shoes, but now I feel like I’ve gone too far and should really be wearing a slinky black skirt with this ensemble. That’s way too dressy for this occasion, though. Such a dilemma. I don’t want to be overdressed, but I don’t want to be severely mis-matched either… If anybody reads this in the next hour and has strong opinions (either way) about shiny black tops and blue jeans, I’d appreciate the input
Thanksgiving day is over, but NaBloPoMo’s 30 Days of Thanks continues. Tonight I am thankful for an opportunity to go out and live it up a little. No matter what I end up wearing.