I see London, I see France. . .

Well, it has been quite a week.  Sandwiched among a menu of challenges, the most traumatic when I was working on a design challenge and I probably have ruined the thing.  It may have to become a wadder! I have managed to move on to this project of invention.

Sophia Grace has steered me in the direction of making undergarments for my first pieces.  Due to the fact, I am sure, that I released her from her place in the magic lamp (my big box of goodies).  I have been studying pictures, books, and old patterns in my stash.  Here is the start:

A pattern from the 30s

or how about this from the 20s

I feel drawn to combine these two ideas.  Could be a teddy (chemise/tap pant all in one), or separate tap pant with chemise.  But I want the versatility of using it with whatever the outwear becomes.

I made a croakie (a sewing term for the drawing of a body that is used to draw designs) of myself by tracing a photograph of me in a leotard.  I know, I know my feet look like flippers for a seal.  But here it is in all its glory:

She doesn't quite fit the paper but it will be fine.

I want to use cotton batiste with some of the lace from my treasure chest.

I promise not to shock you with photographs of myself modeling this layer!!!

Have a great day and "walk as if you are kissing the earth with your feet." Thich Naht Hanh