This past week I have been stressed, more so than I thought. I spent two hours yesterday morning working on pleating the skirt of the robe a l'Anglais.
I was on my third time repinning the first half of the pleats when I looked at the clock and realized that I was not going to be done in time for the event.
The pleats were going to need repinning for a fourth time because they still were not fitting correctly. I had the bodice lining to hand sew to the inside of the bodice after that. Then the sleeves had to be completed and stitched into the armsceye (old Scottish for "armhole.")
The cuffs were cut out and pinned but not yet pleated, the back neckline facing to add, and last of all the robings (already stitched) needed to be placed on the shoulders and sewn on by hand to finish off the garment.
I could not do all that in the time I had before we left for Kalamazoo.
I sat back in my chair at my sewing table and shed a few tears. I cried because Mama Bear here really wanted to do this for her daughter and was not able to. Even though Lisa had been reminding me for some time that she had plenty of other period clothes to wear and was fine if it wasn't finished for Kalamazoo, I still wanted so much to make this gown for her. And I hadn't.
Craig saw I was upset and got out the six pack of Reese's Peanut Butter Eggs that the Easter Bunny had hidden in the freezer. (Ah ha! Now I know the Easter Bunny's and Santa Claus's hiding place for candy!)
I ate two of those and went to take a nap, Pepper cuddled up with me.
I slept the afternoon away.
Frank had flown into town to go to Kalamazoo with us, and we were meeting them and Curt's family for a pizza dinner. I barely had time to get ready to go but we made it. Lisa was very kind and kept reminding me that she has plenty of 18th century clothes to wear and would be fine.
I realized just how focused and tired I had gotten when I slept in late this morning. The gown and its non-fitting pleats is still draped across my sewing table. I will try again next week.
In the meantime, my focus this morning has shifted to final preparations for The Kalamazoo Living History Event.
Last minute things to pack include my binder (with my business license, historical documentation for the clothing I've sewn, etc.), an inventory/price sheet, new tongs for serving maple cakes, and the beautiful handmade money box from Leslie and Rick.
I need to count out enough money to have on hand for making change if needed and record that on my spreadsheet.
The clothing went to Kalamazoo with Leslie and Rick on Wednesday,
but I am still sorting out my own caps to wear, stockings, fichus and scarves, and
my 18th century jewelry. Each piece tells a story from the 18th century and reflects the history of the time. And some of it actually is from the 18th century.
I think it's pretty cool and may share their stories in a future blog post.
Stay 'tooned!