This black silk robe a la francaise is about 80% hand-sewn, more than I ever intended. I've retrimmed it 4x now!
Recreating the pink portrait of Mary Queen of Scots had long been a dream, & I finally did it for my birthday.
My drag alter-ego is Leonard Autie, hairdresser to Marie Antoinette. He sometimes gets a new suit for Carnevale.
Photos from SCA Principality of the Mists Coronet 2011… Still want to add a little pearl beading at the corners of the oversleeves, plus some gold trim along the collar and at the cuff edge of the undersleeves. But it’s perfectly wearable and felt comfortable and pretty!
The pink Florentine is wearable and screamingly pink. I should add neckline trim, and I really should have sewed the inner sleeves in instead of safety-pinning them in (I’m going to worry about them popping out all tomorrow). BUT, I’m tired. I absolutely hate sewing late the night before an event! I really hardly ever
Since we are day-tripping Mists Coronet, I need something to wear. And while the black and grey kirtle is basically done and looks fab, I kinda want to save it for Beltane. Then I saw that Sarah was working on a pink gown and I thought, ah-ha, maybe I can finish up the pink Florentine!
All this talk online of the American Duchess shoes got me thinking — I should just get some Fugawees for Leonard! Because he deserves it 😉 Ok, well, I want it, and leather shoes are more correct than silk for a man, even a super-fop like Leonard (though according to his autobiography, he was *quite*
I wore this jacket with a black silk petticoat already in my closet, a purple mini-tricorn I purchased a few years ago, and various vintage and new accessories. Photos were taken at Colonial Williamsburg. More photos from this Williamsburg trip on Flickr.
In January 2011, I modified the Rocking Horse Farm riding habit bodice to fit, then sent that re-drafted pattern, along with a red-black crossweave wool, some black velveteen, black braid, and black vintage jet buttons to Donna. In our seemingly endless barter stream, this became my new riding habit for our Colonial Williamsburg trip in
Now there’s (crappy iPhone photo) evidence that I can make a jacket in a week! It’s finished with time to spare. All I have to do now for Williamsburg is dye my hair and pack.
I did a little bit of sewing today. Made gathered trim for the jacket’s sleeves and attached it to one sleeve. Should be pretty fast to attach it to the next sleeve, then sew the black velvet braid on top on both sleeves. I’m doing all the trimming by machine, which is a first for
Fueled by vast quantities of Kauai coffee, I started on a new jacket for Williamsburg. Yeah, I went there. Made from this purple-shot-with-red dupioni silk in The Stash. First, I dug out the J.P. Ryan jacket pattern I’d fitted last fall in planning for the Lumieres gambling party (but abandoned in favor of the stripey
I have a wild hair (hah!) to play Leonard Autie, hairdresser to Marie Antoinette, at the GBACG’s Petit Trianon event in July. Sarah will be the queen, Kendra will be Poliganc, and a bunch of our friends will be the rest of the court. When casting about for characters, I first thot Rose Bertin, but
Since I was stuck home taking care of the sick boy cat Toulouse, I figured I might as well get some crap done around the house (other than just wallow in misery about not getting to go to 12th nite). Then I decided to sew. Tulls was spending the weekend sitting pathetically on the window
Despite the insulation, my sewing room is 5-10 degrees hotter than the rest of the house, thanks to a corner bank of windows facing whatever direction the sun is most of the day. I need blackout curtains there, although that would make the cats sad (the window seat under said windows is their faaaaaavorite place
I’m set for the next Lumieres event! I finished the faro board and, most importantly, my dress and wig. As usual, my latest 18th-century outfit is far more fantasy than history. The *shape* is accurate and the materials are (for me, surprisingly) accurate. But the trim and color combo is all me, my crazy preference.
[Insert interlude where Cynthia came over and convinced me I could squeeze a bodice and skirt out of my mere 3 yards of pink/white stripey fabric. She helped me fit the bodice pattern and piece one sleeve, literally a handful of scraps were left.] During the week, I did go sew on the sleeves of
Hate it when that happens. First, I bought something from Jilli’s sale (DANGEROUS) — a fascinator with a glittery pink ship in sail, topped by black and white stripey sails (I think made by Noxenlux, or some other fabulous gothic milliner). I fully intended to put this in an 18th-century wig. But I just realized
