Wishes Granted

I have wanted a tailors’ dress form for quite a while. So when a friend mentioned that she was trying to get rid of one that was just sitting in her garage, I told her I would love to take it off her hands. The dress form was in decent shape, but the fabric cover was starting to come off and the waist marker was all but gone. So I valiantly rolled up my (figurative) sleeves, pulled off the fabric, and washed off the yucky brown crumblies that were the remains of the original glue. Look what a beautiful modern dress form I have now! I thought about making her a new fabric cover, but I kind of like her modern/industrial look.

She will be a great asset to my sewing and knitting, especially as I am planning some bigger/wear every day garments that I would like to have fit.

My husband named her McGee. Tits McGee. (This name must be said in a sultry voice. Like James Bond. She is a fantastic secret agent because she can so easily change her body type.)