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dragonlady7I finally got up the nerve to leaf through my mother's 1975 copy of Janet Arnold's Patterns of Fashion to figure out if I have a pattern to use for this 18th-C dress or not. Yes, I have had this book for a year. Yes, I have looked through it. But I had not looked through it with a definite plan in mind, and was very, very trepidatious that it would not contain what I needed it to.
But it does. There's a caraco jacket which I think is probably the exact one my mother made, years ago, which I borrowed as a teenager for my first historical costuming event. Which was with Abbie. So it would be poetic if I made myself another version. I can't find a print, and have given up, so it'll be a solid color. The question is whether to have the petticoat the same color as the jacket, or a contrasting one. I'm considering a rich blue with a golden yellow. I wish I could find striped fabric; I have a powerful hankering for stripes. But I can never find anything striped like I want.
I want to make a version in velvet but there's no real call for that. It's going to be linen and that's that. If I trim it fancy, and get a cocked hat, and a toy pistol, I could probably have quite a lot of fun with it at Pennsic. Of course, only in the swamp. I wouldn't go Topside in 18th-C. But in the Swamp, anything goes. If you want it to.
I desperately want to buy the Anna shoes from Fugawee and make a really cute rosette to fasten them with, as well. I mean, I want this badly. I rationalize that I so seldom buy myself shoes, it's like I'm not a real woman at all. But then I remember that I've spent hundreds of dollars, literally, on fabric this year. Oh right.
I also just spent $115 on derby shit. I took a hard fall on Sunday and discovered that my kneepads, which are four years old and well-worn, are definitely not really protecting my knees anymore. I skated it off and kept going, but was sore, and the next morning I was very sore. It's now Tuesday and I'm still sore. So there's no way I can do another bout on those pads. What's more annoying, is that I fell really hard on my knee and thence onto my hip, and that is sore as anything too. I have taken a few pretty brutal hip falls this season, to the point where I've definitely felt them the next day, but for the most part they're faded by the second day. Not so much with this one; I still can't really lie on that side to sleep.
So I splurged. I bought padded shorts too. New kneepads and padded shorts-- and, since it was on clearance, a helmet to replace the one I decided in 2007 I was going to replace.
And I found a coupon for the site online by Googling, and the shipping was free. I wanted to order from Sin City, whence I've ordered before, but they didn't have any inexpensive helmets, the same kneepads were $5 more, and the shipping would've been $30 and taken a week. It's an accident of geography that they're in Arizona and the site I shopped at instead is in Ohio, but it's an important accident of geography. UPS can get me a package from Cleveland in 2 days, meaning I can wear those new pads Thursday or, failing that, Sunday, for the final team practice. I can't do another team practice on my old pads. My Knockouts hit me harder than anybody else ever has; every one of my "ow!" hard falls has been in KO practice. (The shoulder subluxes weren't, but all my ass bruises have been, for the last two years. Those bitches hit me extra-hard because they're my bitches.)
But sometimes I feel, as I said on Facebook, like roller derby beat me up and stole my wallet.
But it does. There's a caraco jacket which I think is probably the exact one my mother made, years ago, which I borrowed as a teenager for my first historical costuming event. Which was with Abbie. So it would be poetic if I made myself another version. I can't find a print, and have given up, so it'll be a solid color. The question is whether to have the petticoat the same color as the jacket, or a contrasting one. I'm considering a rich blue with a golden yellow. I wish I could find striped fabric; I have a powerful hankering for stripes. But I can never find anything striped like I want.
I want to make a version in velvet but there's no real call for that. It's going to be linen and that's that. If I trim it fancy, and get a cocked hat, and a toy pistol, I could probably have quite a lot of fun with it at Pennsic. Of course, only in the swamp. I wouldn't go Topside in 18th-C. But in the Swamp, anything goes. If you want it to.
I desperately want to buy the Anna shoes from Fugawee and make a really cute rosette to fasten them with, as well. I mean, I want this badly. I rationalize that I so seldom buy myself shoes, it's like I'm not a real woman at all. But then I remember that I've spent hundreds of dollars, literally, on fabric this year. Oh right.
I also just spent $115 on derby shit. I took a hard fall on Sunday and discovered that my kneepads, which are four years old and well-worn, are definitely not really protecting my knees anymore. I skated it off and kept going, but was sore, and the next morning I was very sore. It's now Tuesday and I'm still sore. So there's no way I can do another bout on those pads. What's more annoying, is that I fell really hard on my knee and thence onto my hip, and that is sore as anything too. I have taken a few pretty brutal hip falls this season, to the point where I've definitely felt them the next day, but for the most part they're faded by the second day. Not so much with this one; I still can't really lie on that side to sleep.
So I splurged. I bought padded shorts too. New kneepads and padded shorts-- and, since it was on clearance, a helmet to replace the one I decided in 2007 I was going to replace.
And I found a coupon for the site online by Googling, and the shipping was free. I wanted to order from Sin City, whence I've ordered before, but they didn't have any inexpensive helmets, the same kneepads were $5 more, and the shipping would've been $30 and taken a week. It's an accident of geography that they're in Arizona and the site I shopped at instead is in Ohio, but it's an important accident of geography. UPS can get me a package from Cleveland in 2 days, meaning I can wear those new pads Thursday or, failing that, Sunday, for the final team practice. I can't do another team practice on my old pads. My Knockouts hit me harder than anybody else ever has; every one of my "ow!" hard falls has been in KO practice. (The shoulder subluxes weren't, but all my ass bruises have been, for the last two years. Those bitches hit me extra-hard because they're my bitches.)
But sometimes I feel, as I said on Facebook, like roller derby beat me up and stole my wallet.
