Playing Catch-Up

Sorry for the posting hiatus. I am a procrastinator and admit it. But I have pictures from the ball I attended about three weeks ago! So I hope that will make up for my absence a little. (Also, be warned, tons of pictures to follow!)

I spent the better part of three hours getting ready to go. My hair was up and braided intricately. I should have counted how many bobby pins I had in it, as there was a pile by the time I had my hair down! My mom was sweet and took a couple pictures of me outside before my brother and I were picked up for our little trip to Virginia.

Ready for the ball!

I'm Alive!

I promise, I am. Life's gotten really busy lately, and I haven't had time to finish my post about the ball I went to on the eighth. I hope to have it done by tomorrow, but I thought I could leave you with a few pleasant little pictures until then. Best wishes!

From my day at Six Flags this past May.

I've heard geese are ferocious. Is it true?

Because this goose was pretty chill.

Sewing Progress

Last night, I decided to work on my 1920's dress, which will be adapted from a commercial pattern. The cutting out is going well so far, I have to go back in and trim everything, then take the time to sew all the bits together. It will be interesting, to say the least.

Before, about to read the instructions. The background fabric, which the
mock-up will be made out of, used to be a shower curtain.

After cutting out all the pattern pieces, deciding where to place them.

One piece cut out, three to go.

Both the main segments of the dress cut out, but not yet trimmed.

All the pieces cut out, and the curtain awaiting draping.

The only piece I got completely trimmed.

Sadly, I won't be attending my friend's party on Saturday. Instead, I was scheduled to go to a ball, and I hadn't realized it. My friend was very sweet about it, though I'm sorry to miss the opportunity to get dolled-up in a 1920's dress. He said that perhaps my brother, he, and I will go see the Great Gatsby so I could wear my dress. I'm extremely excited about that!

Sewing Progress?

I've made some form of progress, in that I've measured how long my fabric is and I've read instructions for the pattern. My mother was also kind enough to measure me in my Regency short stays. That's as far as I've gotten, and as far as I'll be going without assistance. I'll leave you with pretty pictures from today.

Where my pattern will be from. The instructions looks difficult.

The fabric for my wearable mock-up.
It's a little over three yards. Wish me luck!

All together.

Write-up of the Weekend

This post will just be a quick summary of my weekend and I'll be back to costuming projects and such by tomorrow or Wednesday.

I had a wonderful weekend. Friday night was my own graduation. The ceremony lasted two hours, though I thought I was going to fall on my face. See, my shoes fell apart. That wouldn't normally be such a big deal, but they only started falling apart once I was walking up to the stage.

Needless to say, I was pretty darn upset. They were wedge heels, with criss-crossed straps. After walking down the aisle between chairs, I made it safely to the stage, only to find that one strap had completely come out of the left side of my right shoe, and the other shoe was starting to lost a strap as well. I tucked the strap between my toes, where a flip-flop strap would go. My name was called to walk across the stage to receive an award, so I awkwardly walked up, across the stage, in front of all my classmates and their families, and then scurried back to my place.

I finally walked up to get my diploma. That caused the other strap to fall off on one side. It didn't matter, because then it was time to process out. That was fine, until I got to my friend's mom halfway up the aisle. I stopped for a quick hug, took my horrid shoes off, and made my way out of the theater. I went downstairs to grab my diploma, hug teachers and friends, and say my goodbyes.

After spending time outside taking pictures and talking, everyone left in order to regroup at my grandmother's house for ice cream and cake. It was a pleasant evening, enjoyed by all.

My brother, the valedictorian, and me. My friend Allison, pictured above,
kindly sent me the two picture sets.

Graduation cake!

My Jaime's graduation was on Sunday. I ended up wearing the same dress as my friend. That funny and weird coincidence was noticed by everyone. The ceremony was wonderful; it was only about an hour and a half long. Her parents took the whole group out to dinner at the Iron Hill Brewery. The food was marvelous, and the cake was spectacularly sweet.

Jaime in cap and gown, then out at dinner, being silly with icing.