This induced some form of panic. I was working so few hours that my wages were literally only covering my transport. I couldn't afford a dress. Stress much! Let's be honest though, I was working in a very non-taxing job! I couldn't afford to go out much and therefore had a whole load of free time on my hands. So I decided, in my wisdom, That I would just make my own dress. How hard could it be right?! I had a massive old duvet cover and I figured this would be some kind of funky cheap way to make a dress, and at least I would have something that noone else had. Even if it wasn't that special it would (hopefully) do up at the back so was already beating the dress I owned.
Plan in action!
It turns out that making dresses isn't THAT easy when you've never so much as looked at a pattern before. Not taxing, but y'know.... you don't want to cock it up because then people will ask if your outfit was made by blind monkeys. So I worked my ass off... pinning the damn thing to myself, and eventually had the finished article. A white monstrosity. Rectify with green dye and add decorations (made from fabric samples stolen from the curtain department of Rejects- I am nothing if not resourceful!!!)
et voila!
I like making an entrance. And standing out like a sore thumb apparently. That aside, the dress held up. So I win.
It made a second outing at my (ex) boyfriend's grad ball. I think he was completely appalled by the whole thing- appreciated my "style" little enough but couldn't exactly protest me wearing it as I'd worked so hard on it!!! Suck it up! I got to touch the big shiny cup. Me and my dress were living the dream :D
The end.
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