So, despite being sick with the mega-barfs Thursday and Friday, or maybe because of it, I might be able to wear the costume this time around. If I started finishing right now....
I had a lot of adjusting to do on the skirt. Had to finish hat (I did dye the feathers....so-so. I might have let them soak longer but I was afraid of damaging the feather. They blow-dried ok. I don't know that I would do it again) and wig. Had to CHARGE MY CAMERA BATTERIES!!!!!
Whew, got the charger plugged in.
I am happier with the wig than I was the first time I wore it. I bought a strip of white doll hair and mixed it in with the existing thing- which, alas, was getting a trifle yellow with age. Sad!
It's funny, I keep thinking of that part of Marie Antoinette when Kirsten Dunst poses in front of Leonard and asks, "It's not too much?" and the hairdresser and his assistant immediately shake their heads, murmuring, oh, no! Not too much! Because it is too much. Too much by far. And yet, how can we resist?
I often ponder Coco's advice to pause before you walk out the door and remove one accessory. I nod to this wisdom, knowing it's in good taste, but this makes me think about fashion and if I walked in to a 1700's tea party wearing a nice pair of slacks, jacket, blouse, cute shoes and bracelet (the necklace went during a pause at the door..) it would look as ridiculous as the woman showing up for work in a robe a la francaise and two foot wig. Wig-woman would pause at the door and run for just one more ring, or an anklet, or some more lip pomade.
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