Funny Story and Finished Overskirt!
So yeah. This weekend my friends and I went out to celebrate David's birthday by seeing Harry Potter and going out to eat. HP was delightful, which was to be expected (although they did change some things from the book that I didn't quite enjoy), and dinner was... amusing.
We had a thirty minute wait, which wasn't all that bad, but I was starving so I decided to go across the parking lot with a friend to get some boba tea to tide me over. I make my way back to the bathrooms while waiting for my drink, but the women's is taken. So I'm like... damn. Then I notice that the men's is open.
Now these aren't the usual 'multi-stall' public restrooms. These were the 'one toilet, one sink, only difference between the men's and the women's is the sign outside' bathrooms. And it looked clean enough, so I was just like... what the hell. Why not?
A few moments later, I'm coming out of the bathroom and I see this nice looking guy waiting for the bathroom. Needless to say, I don't think I was what he expected to come waltzing out.
He looks from me to the 'Men' sign outside the door and back again. HIs puzzlement is obvious.
I give him the sweetest smile I could muster, which just seemed to confuse him more.
"Y-you do realize--"
I cut him off with a chipper "Mm hmm!' and a grin, before grabbing my tea and bouncing out the door, leaving him there to question whether or not I'm actually a dude.
: D
But enough of my joy at other people's expense. I finished my overskirt! Yaaaay!!
This experiment has has made me realize two things:
#1. I would like to track down the person who came up with hand-gathering and kick them in the face. THIS IS HOW HAND-GATHERING FEELS TO ME, YOU JERK!!!
#2. I have too much scrap fabric. I need something to do with it. Matching headbow or wrist cuff or something, perhaps?
Enough chatter. Time for pics.
Now, I don't have one of those fancy schmancy dress forms (hopefully I'll be getting one soon, though), so the skirt is actually being modeled by a vase in our living room. The aforementioned vase doesn't have hips, so the skirt kinda falls funny, but it looks much better on an actual human-shaped vessel. (I was wearing sweats and my hair looked a mess, so taking pictures of it on me was a no-no, but my lack of glamorousness didn't keep me from flouncing around the house in it. :D )
We had a thirty minute wait, which wasn't all that bad, but I was starving so I decided to go across the parking lot with a friend to get some boba tea to tide me over. I make my way back to the bathrooms while waiting for my drink, but the women's is taken. So I'm like... damn. Then I notice that the men's is open.
Now these aren't the usual 'multi-stall' public restrooms. These were the 'one toilet, one sink, only difference between the men's and the women's is the sign outside' bathrooms. And it looked clean enough, so I was just like... what the hell. Why not?
A few moments later, I'm coming out of the bathroom and I see this nice looking guy waiting for the bathroom. Needless to say, I don't think I was what he expected to come waltzing out.
He looks from me to the 'Men' sign outside the door and back again. HIs puzzlement is obvious.
I give him the sweetest smile I could muster, which just seemed to confuse him more.
"Y-you do realize--"
I cut him off with a chipper "Mm hmm!' and a grin, before grabbing my tea and bouncing out the door, leaving him there to question whether or not I'm actually a dude.
: D
But enough of my joy at other people's expense. I finished my overskirt! Yaaaay!!
This experiment has has made me realize two things:
#1. I would like to track down the person who came up with hand-gathering and kick them in the face. THIS IS HOW HAND-GATHERING FEELS TO ME, YOU JERK!!!
#2. I have too much scrap fabric. I need something to do with it. Matching headbow or wrist cuff or something, perhaps?
Enough chatter. Time for pics.
Now, I don't have one of those fancy schmancy dress forms (hopefully I'll be getting one soon, though), so the skirt is actually being modeled by a vase in our living room. The aforementioned vase doesn't have hips, so the skirt kinda falls funny, but it looks much better on an actual human-shaped vessel. (I was wearing sweats and my hair looked a mess, so taking pictures of it on me was a no-no, but my lack of glamorousness didn't keep me from flouncing around the house in it. :D )