How many red nail varnish bottles can one woman own?
The V1183 dress is finished. Which means I can choose which colour goes best for my nails. Bizarrely, they all look far too dark in this photo but one of them is spot on.
Sadly, I cannot blog about this dress tonight. Why not? Well, there’s this for starters:
You try taking photos for a blog post when you have to go to the local municipal swimming pool for a shower! I’m very glad to finally be getting a new bathroom, but really – this shouldn’t happen to a Sewist.
My boyfriend is also selfishly out tonight. Enjoying himself. Pah! My photos without his help look like this:
And, oh – those daylight hours. Gordon Bennett! Winter is here and it feels as though I have a window of approximately 5 minutes a day in which to take photos before gloom descends, clouds thicken, pea soup fog swirls and the natural world spits in the eye of the blogging community. Give us a break! I don’t know how anyone is managing to take photos right now.
Right. I’m off to find my old swimming costume so that I can cycle through the damp, freezing fog to the sports centre to tiptoe over damp, freezing tiles to swim past floating plasters so that I can then shower, come home and dry my hair to look vaguely presentable at work tomorrow.
On the plus side, I have a whole evening home alone, a box full of fabric and some patterns that need breaking open. A new project! Hope, optimism and excitement. Oh, and I really must paint my nails a startling colour red.