So, in the words of my darling daughter....
My final skirt fabric is an Amy Butler twill. I love, love, love the soft colors. When I picked it out I figured I would have to make a top to match, but because I
am old and set in my ways and kind of boring and always pick the same things have a unified style aesthetic, it turns out I already had a top to match. Woot!
I used a 9" sweep and finished the waistline with pre-made bias tape. I finished two muslins previously to practice the bias finish and the invisible zipper so of course screwed this one up. But not so badly that I couldn't fix it without re-cutting the darn thing.
I haven't been shopping much since changing from a working wardrobe in a warm/temperate climate to stay-at-home mommy in a hot climate. I'm so pleased to have something pretty, lightweight and in soft spring/summer colors.
Here I am smoldering in it.
Yeah, baby. I totally do NOT spend my day covered in cracker crumbs and sour milk.
Weirdly sunspotted side view.
And to honor the intention of getting in front of the camera here are some action shots of it. These also reminded me of another reason there aren't a lot of pictures of me. See if you can spot it.
I'm glad to have these pictures of me and Rylee so she can look back and say....
I always knew mommy would have my back in the case of blurry, partial decapitation
And that her legs and hands would be there to encourage me to take risks...
...and catch me if I fall
And just hold me when I'm bored and staring at daddy.
These are a start. I'm going to try to get pictures of myself with Rylee at least once a month. It might sound silly, but it was really hard to take these and put them up. Without makeup or anything. Shreeeeek!
To whit, this supposed-to-be-casual, easy, breezy front view picture took about 20 minutes of moving around the backyard and five of hand wringing about how to keep my arms from looking like gingerbread man arms.
I guess I'll leave bored super model posing to the lovely next generation.
And yes. I took that last one...