I didn’t think I was going to get to go to this event, but Francis surprised me with tickets a couple of weeks back! It was fabulous! I wore my trusty old Frambroise Française, and my hair came out perfectly using my own hair and a cunningly wrought 18th c. hair falsie. I draped myself in more jewels than the “rules” state are necessary (your rules don’t apply to me, anyway) and drank champagne and ended up with lots of memories to last a lifetime (most of them NSFW). So, all in all, I call that a successful party!
I did come home resolved to make new 18th c. stays & panniers. The current set are just not living up to their necessary ends of the bargain. Also, somehow my française ended up magically being 3″ too short in the torso. I have no freaking idea how this happened, but I suspect it has something to do with Pilates. It’s a shame, because I love this dress! There might be some way to create a new waistline under the existing waistline (I know that probably makes Zero sense to anyone who has never made a française, so just go with me), but I’m not sure how it will end up impacting the overall fit of the skirt. I’ll have to play around with it some and see if I can make it work.
In the meantime, I got started on the new stays last night, and I have to reiterate this for the zillionth time: I HATE MAKING STAYS. The patterning part I enjoy, it’s just everything else from the mock-up (all those boning channels and for nothing!) to the binding on the tabs (RIP my fingers). But I’m also insanely picky about my stays (also, poor) so I can’t justify buying a custom made set. So, I suck it up. Did someone say this was supposed to be fun?