Being the type of family (Slightly dysfunctional, Brady bunch-like, and thriftaholics) that we are, when we found the All Saints Parish Thrift Store in Rehoboth we had to stop by. So on one of the rainy days (there were a few) of our vacation we spent a good hour in there.
I bought a few things. One was a dress. I liked so much about it. The flowers: yes. The length: yes. The lacing in the back: yes. The fabric: yes. The lace on the collar: no. The shoulder pads: no. But I could fix the two nos pretty easily. I would simply snip the seams that were holding the offending parts on.
When I went to start I discovered that my mother’s thirty-year-old seam ripper had finally broken. I decided that I could, being very careful, just use her scissors. Trickiness level increased.
Once I had the shoulder pads removed with a minimal amount of difficulty, albeit that I had to remove the hanger helper loops (whatever their real name is), it was time to start on the lace. As I made the first incision a few lines from Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire were running through my head.
Harry, Ron, Seamus, Dean, and Neville changed into their dress robes up in their dormitory, all of them looking very self-conscious, but none as much as Ron, who surveyed himself in the long mirror with an appalled look on his face. There was just no getting around the fact that his robes looked more like a dress than anything else. In a desperate attempt to make them look more manly, he used a Severing Charm on the ruff and cuffs. It worked fairly well; at least he was now lace-free, although he hadn’t done a very neat job, and the edges still looked depressingly frayed as the boys set off downstairs.
I really didn’t want it to end up a frayed and stringy-looking like that. Luckily, the first section of the lace was the worst, being the most attached. Everything else was just little strings holding it on. With careful trimming I was able to remove 99.99% of the lace. I think I have a few more grey hairs for it but, it was worth it.
I made an OOTD flipgram for my personal Instagram account (aka the non-knitting one) and I thought I’d post it here too to show off my new dress in all its glory. And to embarrassed myself by showcasing my awkward way of jumping. But, alas, things never go as planned. Unfortunately I don’t have the upgrade needed to imbed videos and I don’t seen myself shelling out the sixty dollars per year needed to purchase it. To compensate I have posted two of the pictures from the flipgram.
I must love you guys, you still get to see my awkward jumping.