The Adventures of Me Me - My Life with Fashion and Words

Monday

Thank Almighty for bank holidays. I wanted to go to Notting Hill Carnival but 15 years protest made it hard to so instead I would partake in post carnival euphoria....as there always was. This was drinking somewhere after 7pm. I have to say I made this get up in record time, about two and a half hours (see project runway for ref). The fabric was pastel green cotton (lucky me I found it hidden in a plastic bag) I figured the design would be a 1950's pencil dress, no straps. Great for the pin up look! It fits like a second skin it's amazing. This and my red top are my favourite. I absolutely love it!
 
*yes those are watermarks! That's what a rush and washing your hands will get you. Phew for cotton they disappeared in seconds.

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Sunday

This day was my cousins wedding ceremony. I was growing weary of my
project runway but I had more heart than surrender. I took pity on
myself and made this task a 'top' task, this was all my energy could
afford. Eenie meenie minie mo...I suppose navy spurs on regality so
that'll be my choice. It's a sober yet dignified fabric and I had a
lovely chino pencil skirt and cream shoes to marry them with (or maybe
a no ties relationship, whatever, it bodes well together). Besides
cream and navy are an aka for ice and cream - that's how well they
match.

 I began with setting my rules down: it had to be dressy with a sly
sexy...a cultural Ugandan/Nigerian wedding ceremony meant I could not
get excited with the sexy side of things. More sexy without laying all
to bear and not leaving imagination a route straight to sex. More
conservative but without being a librarian stuffed with rulers. What
better than a one shoulder top! Skin but no breasts (not whore-ish:
check) and conservative but alluring (keeping up appearances: check).
I endeavoured to make the only sleeve on this top distinctive, after
all it still had to be different (I may have died from all these self
inflicted rules, welcome to the Adventures of Me Me). Voila madam,
balloon sleeve with an extra long narrow cuff. I couldn't have done
better given the rules, two hours I had and the energy I could (or
couldn't) muster. I added my OTT brooch just for finesse. Like you do
a cherry on a cupcake or apple martini (both mmm). Bring on Monday!

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Saturday

The evening whispered promises of a good night on the town in my ear. She was right, t'was a good night indeed. We ended up in a bar/club in Chelsea, somewhere downstairs. It's ridiculous for me not to recall the name but for once I hadn't organised this excursion. Can you believe for once I only drank two glasses of champagne? I'm no AA candidate but I can knock them back. Could the winds be carrying a change? Me thinks so, tres bien.

So, this time I used the red pure cotton and purple polyester (like satin but softer)...contrast colour contrast fabrics. The top was tres fitted with exaggerated cap sleeves (considering this is a prominent season feature *see Balmain), a slash open front and a back slit. Only a mini would complement this top. So a mini I made with red stitching, just to make it coherent while still contrasting. Paired with a studded black belt and purple satin peep toe platforms, it was pop, rock and domineering. I felt I could part the crowds with my shoulders. Ha, did I just make a biblical reference with shoulder pads? Only me! But this get up really gave me a dominatrix confidence and I felt statuesque. Can't quite explain it but I see now why Rihanna's addicted to it.
*see Project Runway for reference. 

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Project Runway

There's no other way to describe my situ but to make a direct comparison with a competition to make clothes in a short period of time. Four events (birthday dinner tonight and a maybe black and white party, Sat night on the town, Sun wedding and Mon bank hol whatever goes really) needs four outfits...if there was anything worth buying I would. However I do have fabrics, no surprise I always have fabrics (left to right) grey cotton (stretch) jersey, navy blue polyester, aqua polyester, red pure cotton, pink cotton, peppermint twill, purple polyester, hot pink silk satin, floral cotton, and cream silk. I love days like these...what will my hands wield? No one is more excited to know. I'll post each days outfit for you.

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The Delicious Irony of it all

A beautiful thing irony, or rather blind intuition. As if spending most of Thursday night/Friday morning making a piece for a client wasn't bad enough, I went full throttle and (blindly and intuitively) started creating a personal piece out of slack polyester. Yellow slack crepe polyester at that. Scrap indeed, it frays like a really angry women (what my darling nephew calls a bitch), is unneccessarily heavy and also sheer (how?). Operative words being full and throttle. Polyester dress, 5am, normal circumstances: No no no honey, I'm sorry but I can't pencil it in. Buuuuuuut, I had a date with Portobello and a friend friday avo and I wanted a summer dress. This was the mustard seed. Bored with my wardrobes state of affairs anything would do.

The comedy was: what was meant to be a summer dress mutated into a hulk of a very dressy dress. I magic-ed this juvenile fabric into an obedient alter neck dress with ruffle detailing - my luck I had about a metre and a half of the thing. The beautiful irony is that Friday avo saw a phonecall alerting me that the wedding that was supposed to be on Saturday was actually hours away. Au reviour Portobello. But then, what great luck! No faffing around looking for something to wear, I just made it! Grabbed my navy sweater, red ring, red clutch, slipped on white sandals and did my little Carrie run out of the door. Tres sexe et la ville - some French speaking person will probably tell me I got that all wrong but for reference it was to read 'sex and the city'.

*Mind you, A* efforts in garment production has meant a D- delivery of photography so excuse my action shots, I was (in inverted commas) "celebrating" at a wedding after all, work and the idea of it was in North Pole with Santa at the time.

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