Who Would Have Thought?

 Frankly, I never would have thought that when I took this

selfie in front of mirror that this fantastic piece of Flora's frippery

would be ending up at the Mercedes Benz Brisbane Fashion Festival.

Parading this Wednesday night.
Full-scale frippery!

I'll give you an update, don't worry.

 It'll be included in a tribe of other Hat Box lovelies.

 

 I dreamt up the design after one of

the chalkface workers gave me a bunch of peonies for my birthday, even though I was

a party-pooper 

and had declined the forth-coming Birthday morning tea shenanigans, she sought

me out to give me a gift of flowers.

I know.
The kindness.

 Those forms and hues were lovely.

 I dyed up a batch of satin.

And started crafting.

  Not sure what the OOTD or night for the Fashion Festival evening will be.

I feel under-pressure.

Might trot out the Judith Leiber minaudiere Poodle.

 And drape that that hand-dyed Akira Isogawa mesh remnant around my neck, that

 I embellished a while back.

The rest will have to be basic black at this rate.

I might try and draw bit of inspiration from Karl.

I'm only shopping in my own wardrobe.

In other news:

I can't stop thinking about this Black Singer.

 

I am love.

 I got the tip-off from a junior worker, who said, 'Miss, stop, you really have to listen to me this time, there's

these special limited edition black Singer machines at Spotlight stores, on sale - you have to get one."

 And, get one, I did.

It's design is an ironic take on the old black enamel and steel machines.

A modern day equivalent of shiny black plastic with chrome features.

Electronic stitch selectors.

That free-arm detaches, don't worry.

It's got a huge storage space in it, too.

 

It'll never take the place of the 35 year old Bernina.

That never fully recovered after a long session of stitching a while back.

But it just might make- do.