Campfire Tales

I've long said that one can never truly be overdressed - how can it be wrong to be the fanciest gal in sight?

That all came to an end last weekend.

When you're by the campfire enjoying a big pot of lobsters with a group of revelers, and you need to eat standing up, awkwardly pitching your top half forward in an attempt to keep the inevitable deluge of lobster juice from sluicing onto your petticoated pouffage, I think it's safe to say that you truly are overdressed.

Another Pouffy Skirt

It's made with some vintage fabric that I had on hand and didn't have a lot of, so this one uses less than last month's circle skirt. It's more of a 2/3 circle skirt (a 240 degree skirt?). I think I prefer this shape to the full circle since there's less material swirling around trying to bunch up in unfortunate places.
My favorite part of the skirt is the trim I used on the hem. It's made with bias tape that I ran through the sewing machine using the shell stitch setting with the tension jacked way up to give it that scallopy effect. Then I sewed the trim to the base of the skirt and used it to turn the hem, cutting out the gazillion-plus hours spent carefully measuring and ironing the creases that sucked away my youth during the previous project. I still needed to hand stitch the other edge of the trim to the skirt, but it was easy and went quickly.
I wore the skirt yesterday, and anyone who made the mistake of commenting on it was subjected to having that trim thrust upon them with the demand that they admire it, which was followed up with a lengthy explanation of how it was done. Glazed eyes and bored expressions have no effect on me!

Could It Be More Argylicious?

This is my latest flea market find. Davis likes it because at first glance it looks like it's called "POOP".
I know her outfit is mockable, but I kind of love it and want one of my own. I wonder how many years it would take for me to knit the ensemble....

And speaking of slow-to-finish projects, I've finished a hem and a zipper on the unfinished objects I mentioned in my previous post. Of course, the hem was on one and the zipper on the other, so neither is actually finished. It shouldn't be too much longer, though.

Where Does the Time Go?

Summer whips along so fast!
I'm afraid I have a lack of photogenic projects to show you. I have two nearly-finished-objects that will hopefully be blogworthy soon, but photos will have to wait for some zippers to be installed and hems to be sewn.

In the meantime (because I hate to have picture-free posts), I present you with my cute new shoes that recently arrived in the mail. I'm afraid this might be all you'll ever see of them, though, because I don't think I can wear them out in public, having lost the ability to walk in anything taller than a Dansko.
I used to happily teeter off to high school in a beloved pair of ultra-steep, ultra-pointy black stillettos without giving their impracticality a moment's thought, yet now I find myself quite aware that my lurching movements are reminiscent less of Grace Kelly than of Divine. The fact that wearing shoes like these in L.L. Beantown is the social equivalent of slapping a sign on my forehead that says "I don't have enough common sense to wear functional clothing" isn't adding to my comfort in any way.
Oh well, maybe a bit more practice and watching a couple episodes of Mad Men will give me enough courage to head out of doors in them. I'll let you know.

In other news, my friend Julia Pequlia recently came for a visit and we had a great evening together. She's a big fan of bunnies, and she made a movie starring the Darling household's very own Mr. Morris. She wrote a very nice post about the visit on her blog, and you can even see his cinematic debut there.