The good news is that I DID find my box of 14th-century stuff, so I did not go to Lions naked. The event was fabulously fun, exciting, and beautiful, though a bit on the chilly side at night. My poor tent, which was brand new in January, caught in a tornado in March, and has been breaking down bit by bit ever since that event, finally gave up the ghost when I tried to set it up at the event, so I slept in my friend's car the first night we were there. As much as we wanted to stick around for the post-court party the next night, we opted to drive the hour-and-a-half home and luxuriate in hot showers and warm beds instead of weathering another frigid night outdoors.
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| me and my shabby parasol |
Since then, I've been hard at work whipping my new fixer-upper house into shape. I'm pleased to report that I have - mostly - got the sewing room together, although it's not remotely decorated or even within earshot of "done". But I can work in it, which is fortunate, because I have a commission coming up in the next week or so (more Caerleon company livery, nothing terribly out of the ordinary - which is good. I don't think I could handle anything majorly complicated right now, with all the other work I still have to do). Updates on both the room and the commission coming soon.
Okay, curiosity has the best of me. Pardon my French, but is the item on your bosom meant to be a period piece or is it just a modern embellishment? I can't quite make out what it is.
ReplyDeleteThat's a bobby pin with a little jeweled spider on it that someone had just given to me before the picture was taken, hehe. I just popped it onto my dress because I didn't have my pouch with me.
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