So, I'm wearing black to 12th Night. Big shock, I know.
I'm bringing our raven masks for the masque, since we'll both be in mostly black (though Bob is wearing his burgundy coat, and I'm wearing my burgundy bodies), but I'm still fiddling with my ruff. It's the same one I wore to 12th Night last year, but this time I've pinned it flat, so it fans out around my face.
I just need to make a supportasse, but that's not happening between now and this weekend. So hopefully it'll stay up with the support of the collars and the pins.
I feel like I should make something new, but honestly, I've got so many outfits that it seems like a waste. This won't stop me in the end (especially since I have this great puke green velvet that's just whimpering at me to be made into something), but I can't work up much enthusiasm for new sewing.
Have I mentioned I hate making clothes? I love having new outfits, but I just get so bored when I'm sewing. Embroidery doesn't have the same effect on me, so I tend to do more of that. I sometimes feel that I'm not really holding my end up, and that I should have something new for each major event, but I worked for ten years to have enough clothes so that I wouldn't have to do that.
Oh, man, I'm boring.
So here are some new icons for people to play with: