Recently my quintessentially lovable friend Caroline dropped the ultimate bombshell for any aspiring-but-still-at-the-completely-hopeless-stage seamstress. You see, Caroline is getting married. In fact, she is marrying a Brazilian in Brazil at the height of the Brazilian summer. Devastatingly I am unable to be there so, of course, I would love to do something to be involved in the day in my own little way. Despite all of this, nothing prepares you for that text: “I’ve got an idea for a wedding dress…” *gulp*
I’ve actually started dreaming in fear (in other words, I’m already having nightmares). All of a sudden it is the day of the wedding, the dress is unfinished (happily, the parts that are, are beyond stunning) and a veritable cast of characters from my entire life all emerge to prod and pin and cinch and tell me how to finish it (disturbingly, it is people like my brother who I am quite certain has never even seen a sewing needle).
Right now, I have 5 metres of calico for practice, a lump in my throat and a will to make Caroline feel really, really special. Let’s see what happens in the next few weeks for PART TWO (note: I’m predicting an awful lot of ‘PARTs' to this series…). Please, wish me (or perhaps more appropriately, Caroline) luck.
A big dollop of love from my finger tips to your screen (I promise that's not as creepy as it sounds). xx