This week we continue with the tail end of Prom season and a brain teaser.
This first dress came from China, no surprise, for $165, with a curly fishing line hem and gaping back neckline and drooping down from hem and very high leg slit. The fabric is see through nude knit net embellished with those cheap baubles and sequins. The back neck was altered by bringing one side over the other and using snaps to secure it. The weird curly hem was just cut off with scissors to get it to lie flat. The bodice needed SOMETHING/
ANYTHING to cover and obscure the breasts beneath.
So I asked the mother to buy a nude strapless bra and I would attach it at the side seams to allow some support and modesty for the girl…what a concept. The remaining back of the bra would be cut away so it did not show as in the photo.
Upon further inspection I discovered that the under bust seam had never been sewn to the skirt and lining so it hung an inch lower from side seam to side seam inside the dress…why? Once that was sewn across the hem was straight. Would you let your daughter go out in this?
Give up? Here is the pinned article with a story about going to Las Vegas for a girlie weekend and bridal shower:
This dress might just stop traffic and get a girl a few free drinks don’t you think?
Thought I would share a photo from my sewing machine…8 May and June brides waiting to be finished….so many shades of ivory lace and so many hems that have had to be cut off and re-attached higher up all by hand. At least 2 came with little jackets…really darling and so appropriate for May weather.
Next time, I would like to share a nightmare of a custom vintage dress that has been living here since January while the bride keeps adding more and more stuff to it but May 31 is the date and fingers crossed she will eventually stop this frantic behavior and realize enough is enough…well we shall see. Last week she came to get the dress and decided that everything on the top should be re-done differently and more should be added to the skirt and after she left…I wrote a note to Mr. Mole and stuck it on his office door, “I’m going out in the car to drive around and scream”.