Pleating party! + the sads
Jul. 17th, 2016 11:21 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
totchipandaI had the BEST night last night :3 M put out feelers for a "pleating party" earlier in the week. She's off to CoCo this year (SO JELLY) and has been working on her gala gown, but there's approximately 1000 miles of trim to go on it. So a few of us went over last night to cut and trim and mark and pleat 52 feet (finished) (she counted) of silk organza to go on her gown. Which she also tried on so she could mark the sleeve placement.
Seriously, it was the best. I think she thought I was a little nuts when I said that, but I meant it. I have quite a few costume friends, but I don't have a lot of historical costume friends, so seeing a francaise come together was INCREDIBLY exciting for me.
I woke up feeling kind of bedraggled today. Probably was dehydrated. Then I was scrolling through Facebook and my great-aunt had posted something about how when we miss someone who has passed away, we remember them in little ways every day. I suddenly remembered that I had dreamed about my grampa last night, standing next to me, wanting to talk to him and saying so, and whatever he said back to me is lost because the sound of his voice was so dear and precious. In the dream I knew it wasn't right. He's not here anymore though he will never be gone from my life.
Seriously, it was the best. I think she thought I was a little nuts when I said that, but I meant it. I have quite a few costume friends, but I don't have a lot of historical costume friends, so seeing a francaise come together was INCREDIBLY exciting for me.
I woke up feeling kind of bedraggled today. Probably was dehydrated. Then I was scrolling through Facebook and my great-aunt had posted something about how when we miss someone who has passed away, we remember them in little ways every day. I suddenly remembered that I had dreamed about my grampa last night, standing next to me, wanting to talk to him and saying so, and whatever he said back to me is lost because the sound of his voice was so dear and precious. In the dream I knew it wasn't right. He's not here anymore though he will never be gone from my life.
