Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like you to meet Fleur.
She's my doppleganger in fabric.
She has princess seams. Of course she does.
I put them in everything, remember? A bad habit I've had since I was a teenager.
And, for the first time ever, I've seen the back of my own shoulders
and the... uh... cross-section of my hips.
And yes, it is very weird to see my own body in print fabric.
Ah, Fleur. You were a loooooooong time in the making.
So, given that she's a clone of me, I interviewed her for my own job.
Turns out she has a pathetic resume.
"Can you cook?"
"No arms, ma'am."
"Can you do the groceries?"
"No legs, ma'am"
"Laundry? Give kids baths? Chauffeur? Vacuum? Think up new crafts?"
"Well, what then can you do, you useless fool?"
"I can dress up, ma'am."
Well, phooey. I have to share clothes. But at least now I get to take the photos.
Remember that princess seam dress?
I have to say she wears it well...... for someone without arms.
And that denim skirt?
Well now I can get 43, 598 photo angles on it.
And here's a skirt I never showed you before, because I never got round to doing the photos. It's brown linen with ribbon embroidery.
The camisole is store-bought, but it occurred to me that I can drape jersey outers (I'm thinking sleeveless mock turtlenecks!) on Fleur to change her look if I get bored of ebony scrolls on white.
So now you've met Fleur. She's gone to live in my sewing room where she'll be (literally) watching my back.
Isn't she useful after all? She is, quite definitely, the most useful thing I've made.
I'll deconstruct her for you in the next post(s)
and we can have a good laugh together at all the funny bits - it's always slightly bizarre to stitch yourself up.
But first, here's the website that inspired me.
It had me thinking, "I need one in my size. In exactly my size. I think I'll make one."
And so I did:)