Betsy Ross I'm Not!

Let me preface this post by admitting to every reader this undeniable truth..."For the last 30 or so years, I have used my Singer Sewing machine cabinet for a bedside table." I have not opened that sewing machine, for at least the last twenty years. Okay, exaggerating a little bit. I have used it sew up a couple of ripped pant seams.
Well, this weekend, I sewed. I made a costume, or at least I attempted to create a wearable costume. A group, of which I am a member, frequently wears Regency Costumes. I haven't ever worn one, but I thought it might be appropriate for a particular meeting we are having, next month.
I bought the material, bought a pattern (who knew the price of patterns, like everything else, has quadrupled???), thread, buttons and proceeded to make use of my 1960's era Singer.
A plan was in place. Stored away, in one of my decorative trunks, were a couple of old curtain panels which would, I reckoned, would make a good beginner costume. They did, but due to the fact that Regency Costumes are for flat chested, skinny babes, a few minor adjustments needed to be made. Okay, major adjustments. Empire waistlines were not intended to be worn by old ladies, who wear DD cup bras! What was I thinking?????
It's almost finished. The dress has gussets, seams and added panels that only an experienced seamstress could add. Sewing, it turns out, is like riding a bicycle. You never really forget how to do it. I added a little lace here and a bow there. It will look good, maybe. Anyway, who knows what folks really wore in the late 1780's.

Dear God, we think we can do anything. But, we can't do those anythings without your help. Your steadfast love endures forever. You are my Fortress and my Shield.

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