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My fanfiction is still embarrassingly un-updated, but I shall try to get past that. For I have NEWS!


Which, as we all know, are the best things in the world beside chocolate cake. Chocolate lava cake, piping hot with vanilla ice cream on the side. Mmmmm.


A friend of mine had the idea to do (wait for it) PRINCESS BRIDE for Halloween!*

Okay, okay, not THAT novel. But still. It's epic. He's the Dread Pirate Roberts (/Westley/Farm Boy/The Man In Black), and he found someone to be Inigo (Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die), and I'm Buttercup. (Buttercup doesn't really have an awesome quote or defining characteristic. But she's part of Princess Bride, and she's funny when she gets all dramatic. So there.)

Now, the problem is that I don't have a costume. And this isn't a matter of finding a random reddish dress and strutting around for a while. No. Because I cannot do any costume (if you'll pardon my French) half-assed. Really. I can't. That part of my brain was surgically removed at birth for a top-secret government project. It's a challenge to cope with sometimes, but I manage.

THAT means, then that when searches of Goodwill, Party City, and various other stores did not turn up either (a) the perfect dress (which I hadn't expected to find) or (b) a dress that could be reasonably modified to work, I needs must CREATE IT ALL FROM SCRATCH!


Let me repeat that.


Now, it's not as if I've never picked up a needle. I like to refashion clothing, costumes, T-shirts. But most of that is a simple job that can be carried out with a pair of scissors, a couple of safety pins, and maybe one or two small stitches here and there. The dress that Buttercup wears for the longest time and for her most important scenes, however, is a whole 'nother category.

Oh, it was fairly simple to begin with, and I've managed to simplify it further. You see, this Sunday I took an old bridesmaid dress I'd gotten from a thrift store, some extensive research, and two full-size bedsheets and basted together a "rough draft" of what the gown should look like. I'm quite proud of it, actually. I still have to figure out how to do the collar, but the rest of it turned out very nice.

Today, then, it's (hopefully) to the fabric store, and then a rather more careful measuring and sketching job than went into the first copy. This has to be finished by Friday- Thursday night, really. I also have to decide whether or not to buy a blonde wig, because my hair is short-ish and somewhere between brown and blonde, so it won't look awful, but on the other hand a large portion of the book is spent describing Buttercup so I figure I'd better get that right. But the only wigs that I can afford are cheap and fake-looking.

It's a perfectionist thing.

Anyway, I'm incredibly psyched and incredibly holy-iocane-powder-I've-only-got-four-days-to-do-this-in.  It's going to be epic. I will MAKE it epic. If it isn't epic, then y'all had better get far away, because I am going to punch something.

*Until about a week ago, I was going to be a 1920's/1930's newspaper boy. That was an awesome costume, also, and luckily my brother thought it was cool and decided to agree to tolerate my prodding and over-enthusiasm let me help him with it.



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Oct. 26th, 2010 06:40 pm (UTC)
It's up and it's down. The doctors say I'll fluctuate for a while.

Hm...if I can figure out how to put up pics, I most certainly will! I'm not very good with technology, but I'll try to figure it out.

And YES! Inigo is awesome. I've got him as my facebook picture. :D
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