Yesterday I bound the last raw edges of the outside of the dress, which took all day - and, suddenly ravenous for social interaction, I spent the last hour or so hand-sewing in Sparklepants's classroom while she taught Illustrator. As soon as I tucked in the last end, I hoisted my dress up and went to try it on again, this time with everything together except the lining. Seeing it on the table all these days has been one thing, but putting it on is something else entirely; it's transformed from a heavy, amorphous blob of silk and seams into a living, breathing garment. I was exhausted, but it was just the right way to end the evening.
Just few days, some hand sewing, a waist stay, and a couple dozen buttons left, and my little Cutie on the table becomes Clara, brought to life - and I can't wait to meet her.