OK, so let's just start by saying that maybe I'm a little perimenopausal right now and I have always been moved to tears rather easily. But know too, that they were tears of happiness. When you go from a hand drawn not exactly your size small scale pattern in a book to full size fabric pieces in cross-all-your-limbs approximately your size things can go badly. In fact they can go very badly indeed. So when the corset and farthingale went on and then the kirtle went on over top and it all worked exactly the way it was supposed to, I was over the moon.
I have not yet finished the shirt as I am still working on the embroidery for the cuffs and the neckline will come down to just peak out from under the edge of the kirtle.
This shows the side lacing of the kirtle, which again I am not sure how I am going to do by myself. You quickly realize that this level of dressing required the assistance of another person. Another problem I have yet to address is that of going to the bathroom. We'll see how it goes.
The trim around the neckline is some metallic trim with plastic pearls sewn over top. Now the whole thing except the neckline, and front triangle of the skirt gets covered up with a black damask gown. My husband is very confused. Why would you cover that all up. He sees a dress and yes it is a dress, but a noble lady would have worn a gown over it.
Next Step: Gown.
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