It's all in your perspective ...
Work was, well, work. Afterwards, I had a meeting with my partner and our featured/main artist. I could not be more relieved to have this dude on board with us. Already a friend of mine, and an incredibly talented artist, he really gave me a breath of fresh air. It's amazing to have found someone who is just as excited as I am about Prim Suspect. I'm building up to living my dream, and I can't even wrap my head around it.
I've FINALLY begun constructing the launch dress for the line. I have the "bones" of the dress set, it's finalizing the shell that's the hard part. I have so many ideas, and I want to just mesh them all into one dress. I am kind of sold on this one concept that I came up with. I have a feeling that's going to me the winner. It's the best of both worlds, let's just leave it at that. :)
This is not going to me the normal exciting tirade that I usually have for you to read. I apologize. It's midnight and I had less than five hours of sleep last night, I have been nonstop since last monday, and I am in the middle of constructing this dress. I needed a break. I stopped and looked around and realized that the floor of my bedroom was a sea of fabric. That means one of two things: 1. I'm making major progress: don't touch a THING. Or, 2. Help. This was kind of a hybrid of the two. I knew that I was way too tired to start constructing this dress, yet, I just had to at least get the bones of it done. I slave drive myself, if that's even imaginable.
Well, my little loves, it's definitely way past due for bedtime. I'm inching toward delirium. You know things are getting bad when it's only Tuesday, and even coffee has given up on you.
Toodles!
