This yellow is Ghastly and I like it. It is a really manufacture yellow. I think it has a 70's feel, when colours were borderline offence. Which is perfect for the beignet skirt, which also has a 70's feel.
I have been eyeing off the beignet skirt by Collette Patterns for a while. (I think I first saw it over at Tilly and the Buttons). And like I read today, en route through Fortitude Valley, "The more you think of it, the bigger it gets." It got to the point where I figured I would not stop thinking about it, until I had it in my hot little hands.
Once I figured out what size I might be, I set off to find what seemed to be way too much fabric to make my Beignet skirt, and it was. My local fabric shop had this ghastly yellow, in what feels a little like wool for $2 a metre and the lining was also $2 a metre. The fancy facing was some craft fabric I bought once, with no idea for what it would be used. The 12 lovely buttons are courtesy of Tasia at Sewaholic. I won them for her 200 follower giveaway. (yah)
I can read things 20 times and it does not make sense to me, until I do it. I am a visual learner I guess. Once I got moving on this pattern it was quite easy to make. This skirt had sooo many pattern pieces, but it was worth it, as the fit is bloody awesome. I love the high waist as I am able to wear some shortish tops I have in my wardrobe since "Before Baby" days when my stomach was flat.
Today's top I have had since my Uni days (circa 1996), but I don't think I ever comfortably wore it, it has a band on the bottom that rides up when it is not tucked in. I love it though as it has 1976 printed all over it and that is my birth year. I am wearing my all time favourite belt made of wood with little mother of pearl dots on each piece. It resembles a guitar neck, so I like to call this my fret belt. My hand bag was given to me by my Auntie Deb, her friend gave it to her, I think she said it was from the 1960's. It's real snakeskin people..... One of my most treasured accessories. All in all, I love this outfit.
Today has been uplifting as I visited my nephew in hospital. He had heart surgery a few days ago and is doing splendidly. Nobody thought little Ransom was going to make it when he was born. The first 10 months were mostly spent in ICU, at the hospital. But his is a strong little guy and so adorable. Every time the nurse or doctor came near him he closed his eyes in the hope they wouldn't see him, or perhaps he though if they thought he was a sleep, they would leave him alone. Aaww, he makes my heart sing.