Second time around

I recently gave my fabric stash an overhaul. I like to think that if I were the only one using it, the fabric would stay neatly piled on the color coordinated shelves whereupon I placed them. But I have two daughters and a son who like to take a bit from here and a piece from there, who tend to then return it by wadding the left-over fabric into a ball and shoving it into the first space they can find. So it was time.

In the process I came across my two prom dresses from high school. I use the term prom loosely as we didn't have a prom but instead a junior/senior banquet because, as we were oft-told, dances stimulate the lust of the flesh; banquets don't. Or something like that. Anyway, to say they were my junior/senior banquet dresses, no one would know what I'm talking about. Prom dresses, while slightly untrue, just makes things easier by leaving out the need to explain. Which I just did so I guess it is a moot point in this post.

So as I was saying, at the bottom of a pile on the bottom shelf I found my prom/junior/senior dresses. I'm not exactly sure why they were there except that maybe after putting all that work into making them I just couldn't part with them or maybe I thought I'd cut them up and make dress-up clothes for the younger girls. But then I realized that since this obviously never happened, the girls were old enough that I could probably just stick the dresses on their dress-up rack "as-is". Which I did. And they were an immediate hit.

It looks better on her than it did on me.

Must have been my Little Bo-Peep phase.