I look like a homeschooler. Wait. Never mind that. My point is, all the fashion mags that are falling over themselves singing the praises of a polo neck and pinafore? They're full of shit. It is a conspiracy to see how many people take the bait, get dressed, post it on the internet, and generally make asses of themselves. Well here you go fashion editors, have at it!
I confess, this was already in my wardrobe long before the twenty year olds that run the world decided to have a 70's moment. I further confess that the heavy cotton flannel fabric is quite warm and comfortable-sort of like wearing a flannel shirt...without pants. We all like doing that sometimes, right? The top is a bodysuit so I really could lose the pinafore/jumper if I wanted because pants are so...pants like. Ya know? But hey, it got cold and damp out so next best thing is a huge flannel pinafore.
I own a pair of vintage duck boots, but I thought that might be a bit much, even with all the rain we've been having.
We took a trip to the quilt shop again today. Danny's Birthday quilt is now going from concept to reality. I don't use a pattern when I quilt (and it shows!) so they really are straight out of my imagination. Sweet dreams little baby! He wants a Monty Python themed quilt. Don't ask. I am as hopeless in a quilt shop as I am in any fabric store and I ended up coming home with what I needed, and quite a bit that I didn't. I have been working through my fabric stash (I swear, I have) but now my child is starting to accumulate interesting fabrics without a project in mind. Moda Fabrics, are generally irresistible. It has been pouring rain-I couldn't think of a better place to pass the time than surrounded by fabric.
Vintage bodysuit-Limited late 80's
Flannel pinafore/jumper dress-Goodwill (I think)
I packed away the last of the warmer weather clothes today-it felt a little sad. We bought Danny two new winter coats as the sleeves on the old ones came up to his elbow. In order to get something long enough in the arms we had to buy him coats in the men's department (and the torso isn't all that long on him either). How did the baby I carried around in the crook of my arm get to be as tall as I am? I don't think that is typical at his age (almost 11) but his dad is quite tall, and I guess we know who he takes after. I feel bad for him-it means a lifetime of bespoke dress shirts because nothing you can buy in the store will be quite right in both the arm and neck. I'm encouraging him to take up sewing. I draw my personal line at tailoring.
I need to change the "Moose Tree" to a Winter decor. Maybe I'll just tack a pinafore onto him. At least no one asked when I was, "due." In reality, I dressed much better when I was expecting.
If the rain ever lets up I have a garden full of greens ready to be harvested. What a strange autumn it has been-makes me wonder what winter has in store. Whatever it is, I have plenty of fabric to work with if we get snowed-in. Winter preparedness isn't just flashlights and batteries, you know.
What about you? Any interesting projects you're working on?