WARNING: LONG POST
Last January we heard a small announcement about dance practice for a dance festival in July. I was so excited, "Emily, come on it will be fun." I said. "I don't dance" she said. I pulled rank and drug her to practices for six months. I even took her once when she had a concussion. It turned out they were doing the Charleston. Emily had a partner that dropped out about March, "Don't worry we will find you a partner." OK, it took until about two weeks ago, but her second cousin, Bradley Whiting, ended up coming up for the summer and was awesome for stepping up.
Then we needed a flapper dress, so with confidence I ordered one from ebay. It was awful, so we headed to get a pattern, fabric, and fringe. On the way home Emily and I had the following conversation:
Me: Emily, the pattern says it's an easy one hour project. Do you think I can do it in an hour?
Emily: No
Me: Do you think I could do it in four hours?
Emily: No
Me: Do you think I should call Sister Everett?
Emily: Yes
So, I called Sister Everett and she said yes, she came and took measurements I didn't even know existed. Then she worked and worked and produced an amazing dress, we can't thank her enough.
Then we needed a flapper dress, so with confidence I ordered one from ebay. It was awful, so we headed to get a pattern, fabric, and fringe. On the way home Emily and I had the following conversation:
Me: Emily, the pattern says it's an easy one hour project. Do you think I can do it in an hour?
Emily: No
Me: Do you think I could do it in four hours?
Emily: No
Me: Do you think I should call Sister Everett?
Emily: Yes
So, I called Sister Everett and she said yes, she came and took measurements I didn't even know existed. Then she worked and worked and produced an amazing dress, we can't thank her enough.
1 comment:
You guys got the perfect era - love the 20's costumes! Looks like fun...even if it was resistant fun...
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