I am a romantic. I want to live my life as if the Heights are Wuthering all around me. I have always been drawn to the romantic aesthetic of the countryside (...cozy knits on cold afternoons, dry leaves and rosy cheeks, mulled wine and a glowing fire, the hush of silk against soft skin...) and when I wear this blouse it is as if I am swathed in the essence of my femininity. Too much? No, indeed.
(blouse: Bargain Boutique; skirt&sweater: stolen from mom's cedar chest; shoes: Seychelles; tights: Goodwill)
I finished my dress last night (!) and I'm quite pleased. It has some questionable seams and will probably fall apart pretty quickly, but I think I may have found my calling. There is nothing more satisfying than CREATING something that originated only in your imagination. I felt right at home hunching over my humming sewing machine, and I'm pretty impressed that I was able to sew my very first dress without even referencing a pattern. I'll showcase it here very soon!
For all my American readers--don't forget to go out and vote today!!