Thanks to everyone for your kind words on my no-resolutions post. I'd have you all over for one hell of a wild pool party.
"Pssst. Yeah you over there. Wanna see a really nicely sewn lining? Have a peek."
The jacket is double-breasted, and it does close but then I can't stand being buttoned-up lately. I blame the menopause. *Shrug* The mohair isn't helping either, and came off halfway through the produce section of the supermarket. Poor Danny, last week I kept asking him to run upstairs and fetch me the thermometer as I was certain I'd taken ill-only to find it was perfectly normal. Sigh, I'd made it so far with nary a symptom and now near the end I'm confronted with this. I need one of those mini-fans people wear around their necks on trips to the tropics. I'm probably a bit too pinko for a gigantic canister of aerosol Evian water. It IS hot in here, isn't it?
Custom Made 60's wool and mohair Elizabeth Williams jacket-Hand-Me-Ups
1970's Picket-N-Post skirt (part of a suit) Goodwill
1960's Marvella beads-Goodwill
1950's clip earrings-Goodwill
Tights-Assets (har har)
50's brooch-Sarpy County Historical Society Sale
Next up is Mr. ETB's Birthday (He gets a Black Forest Totre because that's his favourite) and then on to Burns Night. I made an absurd looking bagpiper from foamboard to hang on the front door. There will be a veggie haggis, and poetry. And probably Scotch. Then, the second semester begins anew, and we get to the 14th Century. War, peasant revolts, the Black Death-what more could you ask for?
I might be needing a few more wee drams of that Scotch.