Freedom

A sneak peek at my end of year costume.

 I am finally free! So much relief. Sadly i've been left with the mother of all colds so am currently going through vick's vapour drops and tissues like they're going out of fashion... but at least I don't have semi complete costumes looming over my head.

I will share detailed photographs of my costumes in the coming days... for the moment I have a hot date with a steamy cup of lemon tea.

all photographs c/o montclare

Countless Hours

Tailoring is such a rewarding pursuit. Fingers are left bleeding after hours of hand sewing and each step is so laborious but to see the final product come together afters weeks of work is quite beautiful.

From the outside a suit looks so perfect that its hard to imagine the innards are comprised of layer upon layer of horsehair canvas, interlining, cotton tape, padding and about two solid days worth of hand sewing.

Stitches of Time

photograph c/o montclare

Just wanted to pop in and say howdy in between endless hours of costume making, frock sewing, parasol twirling and rehearsals for my end of year show. I haven't been this busy is such a long time but am really enjoying the productivity of each day!

For anyone residing in Melbourne I would love you to come along and see my costume courses production 'Stitches of Time'. I've made several costumes and will also be performing which I am quite excited about. My number is based on girls of the 1920s Ziegfeld Follies, it's as though I've created my very own time machine!

For anyone that is interested in coming along the show will run from 23rd-26th of November and tickets are available here.

As The Sun Sets

Dinner and sunset at St Kilda Beach. 

St Kilda

Currently suffering from exhaustion after days of hand sewing.
Chevron padstitching, basting, herringbone, whipstitch, slipstitch... I have mastered them all.

Here are some photographs from the suburb in which I live. The building in the second photograph
'The George Hotel' is where my Grandparents on my Fathers side spent their honeymoon.
By some strange twist of fate I ended up living just around the corner.
I walk the same streets my grandparents walked 60 years ago,
theres something comforting in that.

Rear Window

Some sneaky photographs taken out of the rear window before I jumped on my bicycle and headed to school today. I spent the afternoon reciting poetry over music in a scarily professional recording studio. Having not really done any voice over-ing before I was quite shocked when I heard my own voice being played back through speakers... do I really have a drawl and drop all my g's? Apparently so! It ended up sounding pretty good nonetheless.

In other news last week I was walking down the street when to my surprise I saw a lovely lady hopping along wearing my Red Betsy dress, she looked like such a darlin' and paired it handsomely with brown tights and brown pixie boots. I wanted to run up and declare my love for her but she ducked into a store before I could do so (perhaps for the best...)

Next week I begin rehearsals for my end of year show, I haven't performed on stage for many years but am really looking forward to treading the boards once more!