|Another foggy day in SF.|
So I thought it was time for a new one. The first part of my costume arrived today, in the form of a custom-made doll from Etsy. The doll being, of course, necessary as it's lighter than carrying the real thing around. The cost and time spent on the doll (named Jean-Pierre, custom, so it took over a month) was well worth what was sent to me, but suffice it to say that the rest of the costume will be purchased in multiple Goodwill trips.
Yes folks, this is what I do instead of sitting my ass down to rework the whole novel because I have to change One. Stupid. Magic. Rule.
Also, I was a little overenthusiastic in removing Jean-Pierre's facial hair part of his costume that I ripped out some of his seams. It's a little unnerving to say the least, and as I have the sewing skills of a mitten wearing monkey I'll have to take it to the dry cleaner down the street... they also do alterations. Wonder if they've ever sewn the head of a doll back on before?