Better than nothing.

[ysobelle]

A few weeks ago, before he left, while I was narrow-eyed and mock-pouting, he looked at me and said, "I challenge you to create something today." Of course, I didn't. Well. Maybe. I got work done on a corset pattern for a client, I think. But I didn't do anything new. And I keep remembering that I meant to do more. So I re-challenged myself this three-day weekend to make myself a new street-wear dress. (In other words, not a costume, but a regular work/play dress.) If you've seen me in the last year or so, you know my favourite dress is a long, swirly, deep emerald-green stretch velvet affair I wear pretty often. It's more than clothing to me-- it's something I made, taking the pattern from a set of panne dresses I loved and wore to death. It's a symbol of my own power to create, and that's not a bad mental lift when my day job-- or anything else-- gets me down.

So did I get the dress made this weekend? No, of course not. I found the fabric, yay, but then realised I lost the damned pattern I made, oh, four years ago. So I spent tonight redrafting the thing with one of the old dresses, some pins, and brown paper. Thank G-d it's only eight pieces, and goes together fairly quickly. I may get it done this week, and have a midnight blue velvet dress to join the green. Then I have black, and dark teal after that.

It just feels good to get something different done.