It may be my last. I learned that even the cheapest costume fabric is better than old curtains from KMart. The material just.... exploded with every cut. The fraying gold lame was nothing compared to the deceptively cool burgundy brocade.
I couldn’t block my eyebrows- and that may have turned out to be a blessing as I would have been hot AND itchy
In the midst of this final countdown my Renauds syndrome flared up. My fingers go cold and numb and white.
Fabric!
