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Hello LJ, still alive
Jan. 23rd, 2006 10:02 amDo not make your own wedding dress. (yeah yeah ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
scarylady, I know...) If you decide to make your own dress, do not use silk velvet. Especially do not decide to trim it with silk piping which as it is unobtainable in the shops you have to make yourself and tend to run out of at 5.30am after a long night of experimental handsewing interspersed with repeated unpicking.
I have incipient callouses on my fingertips, which is kind of weird. I've developed them before from playing the guitar , but never from sewing.
At least the Venice reception crisis is over. The apartment being no-go, now courtesy of lovely generous mother we're having it at the Palazzo Contarini, in walking distance of the apartment. However, despite having rung Chiara sans LJ for tips on understanding the Italian psyche, I've been unable to get Claudia the Wedding Planner to entirely grok relaxed and informal (she has no problem with outrageously stylish) but it is at least a buffet not a formal sit-down do.
Next potential crisis to deal with is getting my mother around Venice. She's started using a wheelchair whilst in Tenerife (for a month-long holiday) and I'm hoping she'll be strong enough to not need it when she comes back. I suspect that canals and wheelchairs are mutually incompatible.
scarylady, I know...) If you decide to make your own dress, do not use silk velvet. Especially do not decide to trim it with silk piping which as it is unobtainable in the shops you have to make yourself and tend to run out of at 5.30am after a long night of experimental handsewing interspersed with repeated unpicking. I have incipient callouses on my fingertips, which is kind of weird. I've developed them before from playing the guitar , but never from sewing.
At least the Venice reception crisis is over. The apartment being no-go, now courtesy of lovely generous mother we're having it at the Palazzo Contarini, in walking distance of the apartment. However, despite having rung Chiara sans LJ for tips on understanding the Italian psyche, I've been unable to get Claudia the Wedding Planner to entirely grok relaxed and informal (she has no problem with outrageously stylish) but it is at least a buffet not a formal sit-down do.
Next potential crisis to deal with is getting my mother around Venice. She's started using a wheelchair whilst in Tenerife (for a month-long holiday) and I'm hoping she'll be strong enough to not need it when she comes back. I suspect that canals and wheelchairs are mutually incompatible.
