Comics...

...comics... I'll give him comics... *snicker*

It got to 3am again last night...

Actually, it gets to 3am every night, just that mostly I'm asleep with no burning desire to set the alarm, wake up, and celebrate the passing of time into the fourth hour of the day. However, 'again' in this context means that yup, it's the week before an event and my costume isn't finished yet. Broke the back of it last night though, there's nothing left that requires thought or puzzle solving. Especially after I gave up on the pattern instructions for sewing on the hook and eye tapes and figured it out from first principles.

Still loads of pearl trim to sew on, and the hem to do, and accessories to think about. SiE coming round tonight, and will likely make gentle noises about whether it's all really necessary... to which I shall respond in the violent affirmative with the light of fanatical obsession in my eye, and he'll be tolerant and supportive :-) speshly as since the weekend he now has luvly new gold brocade long waistcoat, three new soft cotton shirts, and a cravat. Ver' swish.

The sewing gods were appeased in the small hours. Luckily their blood sacrifice fell onto black velvet rather than white cotton.