I collapse after evening gluttony, which followed morning gluttony, which followed Christmas eve gluttony. And I write. Maybe.
Except first, failing to say Enough is Enough, I eat a chicken finger with onion dip. And eat a Russian tea cookie. (Without onion dip. My dietary transgressions have limits.)
There are a lot of picture-free posts down below. So I added the feline yawn over to the left. Think of the cat as representing my brain. Complete with yawn and fuzz.
I just set up my sewing machine and my serger. I can leave them up for another week and a half until I get back to work. So I might make several of the six-gore skirt mentioned in the previous post. Or I might just sleep a lot.
I bought a pair of little green boots. These are further motivation for creating the mentioned skirts, because little boots with a long skirt that hits the boot-top seem less "too young" than little boots with a short skirt.
We watched the Doctor Who Christmas special. The Doctor Who Christmas special seems to be my grown-up festive equivalent of The Grinch or Charlie Brown. Not that I don't still like those.
Lammily arrived. The Barbie substitute with human proportions, that Lammily? There she is, relaxing with her shoes off, communing with my favorite Christmas perfume. (Bois 1920 Sushi Imperiale.) I was going to make her a tiny Santa hat, but I got lazy. But she does look like she needs some winter clothes. I've been wondering if photocopy-enlarging the little pattern-piece outlines on a pattern envelope might produce a usable pattern.
It does seem a little odd that I want to make doll clothes. I made 'em a lot as a kid for an adventuring Skipper (back when she was flat-chested) who travelled with a dog and an excessively large wardrobe. Lammily reminds me of her. I have a gorgeous piece of corn-yellow silk georgette that I keep imagining making into a doll dress, even though the lost length would probably make it unusable for a garment for me.
I think that is all.
Image: Wikimedia Commons.
Second Image: Me.
Happy Lazy Christmas (belatedly)! I love the fact that you have bought a Lammily and now want to make her clothes. I have just reinstated Ferraby, a plush duck, after surface washing him in the kitchen sink. And I do think you should make clothes for the doll, but maybe from oddments?
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