Sewing Scallops by the Seashore

About a week ago Davis and I drove north to go on a flea-venture. The pickings were rather slim (has anyone else been having that experience this year at their favorite flea markets/thrift stores/junk shops?), but I did come home with a couple of cute aprons.

Unfortunately, I hadn't noticed that one of them was begining to disintegrate at the slightest touch. Seriously, it looked fine when I was at the stall, but when I looked at it in the car it had a couple of tears, and my attempts to try it on at home left it in shreds.

It had a really nice scalloped shape that I hadn't run across before, so I decided to make a pattern from it while it still had a couple threads holding together. I didn't want to lose momentum, so I bought some retro fabric and started sewing the next day. What a ginormous pain! I think it will be quite some time before I even consider sewing a scalloped edge again.

When I first tried it on I was pretty disappointed - it just kind of hung there with the scallops jutting out strangely from deformed little folds. It certainly wasn't worth all the extra work, and I wrote it off as yet another failed sewing experiment (my success rate generally hovers around 50%).
Then, the next day, it came to me that I should try it on with....wait for it... my petticoat! Yahtzee! It suddenly became a cupcakey-cute sugary confection that was sweet enough to require an insulin emergency kit to be kept nearby (not to toot my own pixie stick or anything).


The problem is that now I need ANOTHER petticoat-friendly skirt to wear under it.