|Yes, that is my shower. Just pretend the backdrop is artsy and on-purpose.|
First, if I am going to be taking these super amazing self-photos, it may be time to invest in a full-length mirror...
I'm coming in on the home stretch of my wearable muslin for my bridesmaids dress. Aside from the skirt not being pear-ey enough (going to need a tuck in the waist and a let-out in the hips) I'm really loving this dress!
The issue is the peplum/train. I happen to think it is the best thing since sliced bread, and I could pretty much just twirl in this dress, pinned up the back as it is, all day long instead of getting back to sewing or any of my other afternoon plans. However, I think that my lifestyle simply does not support having this dress in my wardrobe. (I'm talking about the muslin here, not the finished piece. The navy silk bridesmaids version will definitely have the peplum, and a sheer navy overlay, assuming the bride approves all that.) As it is, when I wear even very casual skirts to the park and farmers' market, my friends think I'm "dressed up," so I think, even in Ann Arbor, I would stick out like a sore thumb strolling around in this getup.
Should this be the case? Are we too casual as a society? I happen to think no to the first and yes to the second, but I don't think my fancy-schmanse sundress made out of a garage sale bedsheet is going to change the world, so the peplum must go. Sigh. I hope you have enjoyed my angstiest blog post to date, dear readers!