to go out in your pyjamas, young lady?
A man shouted this at me today. Mind you, he was standing outside a pub with a drink in his hand at the time, and I suspect he'd probably been there a while.
He was wrong on all counts - I'm neither young, nor a lady, and this jumpsuit certainly isn't intended as nightwear.
As to whether my dress sense is normal - well, who cares?
I made the jumpsuit from a vintage sheet and this 1967 pattern.
It was surprisingly straightforward, although I had to take it in significantly and adjust the placement of the bust darts. As a piece of sewing, I'm really pleased with it; it's a great fit, the sleeves and zip are the neatest I have ever achieved, but I do wish I'd had a go at matching up the print.
Ah well - maybe next time.
Jumpsuit - surprisingly well-made by me
Hair flower, chain belt, bangles and platform sandals - charity shopped
Joanne, Sue and I were out this morning taking photos of statues for a project Sue is working on. Of course we fitted in a coffee and plenty of chat along the way.
We found war memorials in Dore and Gleadless;
a squat and grim-faced Queen Vic in Endcliffe Park;
The Spirit of the Woods and his accompanying imps and woodland creatures in the Botanical Gardens;
and the handsome yet rather sad bear in the Bear Pit.
There's Sue re-enacting a scene from Blow-Up.
He didn't seem to mind, he's used to the attention.
So that was a good start the week, unsolicited wardrobe commentary from a pissed-up stranger apart...
Hmm, what ridiculously abnormal item of clothing shall I make next?
Taking my PJs over to Patti's for Visible Monday!