I have learned my lesson: before and after makeovers are much more impressive if you have a picture of Before.
I took the sleeves off my favourite dress last summer – despite the seams being both sewn and overlocked they were still coming adrift in places – and happily drafted a post about it. Only to find that I had no pictures of the dress from the four plus years I wore it avec sleeves. Despite wearing it probably twice a week, year round, all through that time.
Hullo all you lovely blog readers! I am delighted to tell you that the best, the brightest, the cream of the cream of the first seven years of this blog will shortly be available to you in convenient ebook form!
And by shortly, I mean the end of October, though if you are a patron of Kobo, Barnes & Noble, or Apple’s iBooks (no link due to maximum security walled garden keeping me out), you can preorder now.
In the meantime, feast (your eyes) on this potato in its jacket!
Not exactly a jacket, I must admit, as due to the nature of blog posts (images, hyperlinks and the like) this book will only be available as an ebook and therefore have a front cover only. More of an apron than a jacket, perhaps?
As many of you know, I live in New Zealand, which is one of the countries doing pretty well pandemic-wise. But we are nonetheless encouraged to have masks on hand (actually, on face) when at close quarters with strangers at Level 2 or above, just as we are encouraged to have emergency supplies stashed about the place in case a big earthquake takes out all our infrastructure.
Now, there are, it turns out, some people who get huffy when asked to wear a mask. I am not one of them. I am always happy to don a mask and slip anonymously through the streets of the city. (Or at least, what would be anonymously if there was anyone else round here who dressed like me.) I mean, come on! This is your chance to let your inner superhero out for an airing at last, without people casting doubt on your adulthood. Masks are awesome.