The polka-dotted monster..

Yes. It was jus that. I'm NOT exaggerating...that old prom dress was, in absolute 'all seriousness', a monster. I nabbed it in Goodwill one day while scouring for good "dress-up" dresses, (I was only 6, by the way. It wasn't some activity for a hot Friday night. Have to release my inner Disney princess somehow, right? Exactly.) 

How do i even begin to  describe the...the...utter HUGE-NESS of this dress, in it's former life before I snipped and cut and sliced it up. Snow queen-esque. Sleeves poufer than Napoleon Dynamite's date. ("I made them myself...") Huge bodice. Corset ribing. Princess cut front. A train. YES. A TRAIN. WHO WEARS A TRAIN TO PROM?? Really?! Stepping on it. Having it stepped on. Hauling it in the limo. Ohhh..the big question; Going to the BATHROOM? Talk about difficult...I need tea just thinking about it.

(Ok - so maybe the train wasn't THIS extream...but it was pretty 'out-there'.)

I had quite a bit of extra time on the President's Day-weekend, so the fabric scissors came out. And the pins. And the ol' Singer. Oh yeah - and some Fratellis on the stereo; perfect pump-up music for various things that need a dose of Brit-sarcasm-hoppy-rock that inclues content about lovable stoners. Perfect.

Anyways, back to the original meaning of this. I made a pretty rad, *ahemmm..if I do say so muh-self...mini dress out of it. Scoop-neck. Short-short-short. (Required me checking my slip dress all afternoon, making sure it wasn't making any appearances.) But so worth it. Just added a simple F21 patent belt, some very purple boots, my vintage LV bag, and an Old Navy cardigan and VOILA! DRESS! MADE COOL AGAIN!

Recycling is fun.