So, I decided that the perfect way to advertise Prophet Productions was to make a dress out of cardboard and paper for our upcoming showcase. Why? I have absolutely no idea. For about a day it looked like that.
Where I got the confidence to simply stand up and say, “I’m going to make a cardboard paper dress,” I shall never know. I’ve never done this before, but somehow, innately I am aware I can pull it off.
I blame marathons of fashion designer shows. Seven seasons and you think you’re a professional.
Me on the couch with Lays: “Oh…she must be blind. That hem is all wrong. How could she send that down the runway? Why didn’t she measure before she cut the chiffon?”
I know this because I’ve measured so much chiffon.
The difficulties I’m having in the execution of this dress are my punishment for mouthing off.
At least after this is done, I get to make my good friend/roommate/live-in hostage, wear it.
Gotta love a silver-lining.