It's ruffly.
I have absolutely nothing to wear with it; I made it so I'd have something comfy and period to sleep in. Although, now that it's made, it's clamoring for a red kirtle to wear over it. I hit it over the head with a frying pan to shut it up, though. I have waaaaay too much to do to get ready for war to think about new clothes that aren't already on my list!
NO, war prep isn't already making me crazy, why do you ask?
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