Once more, with feeling.

I hear you stating “isn’t she tired of that gown yet?” as well as I answer, no, no I am not. look at this one, will you? Indulge me when again? The material is not all that excellent — I’m not a significant fan of hand-painted silk, which is what this is. (Give me a nice machine-stamped geometric print every day, that’s plenty wabi-sabi sufficient for me.) No, what I’m looking at is the front band, which seems to be cut in one! No, really, look at it carefully as well as tell me where the seams are. It is most likely seamed on at least one side of the midsection (because that’s where the zipper is) as well as maybe, maybe, the back of the neck. however that’s it. The vee of the neck is part of the waist. Isn’t that great? as well as so wasteful of fabric, which is most likely why this dress, on sale, costs almost $700 at Net-a-porter. Oh well.

I question exactly how you draft that, particularly if it *doesn’t* have a seam at the back of the neck. I bet you have to drape it. Hmmmm. I’ve never tried draping, however now I see new as well as even more alluring vistas of stitching foolhardiness ahead.

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