Man made me a bed desk this summer and I loves it, I've had foot surgery and I'm not to bear weight.
And I have shit to do.
Pictured above is my precious sewist Elyse helping me construct a couturier garment for my friend in need. She was a MOG on Saturday, Mother of the Groom and her appointed seamstress let her down.
Into the breach we
strode hopped because I only have one leg to stand on.
We worked bleventy bleven hours.
We made a bustle, a ball skirt with feathers stitched into the fancy gathered waistband, and her name was stitched there too. And a blouse with amazing Mood Fabric buttons.
Here is her totem jacket, everything means something to her family on it!
Even the skirt bottom has a feathered edge.
A fine time was had by all.
All 70 fashion diva hours of sewing.
But we are all well pleased.
Note: this was edited by Elyse