Wednesday, June 27, 2007

It seemed like such a wonderful idea
To fill out my skirts so prettily.
I bought the muslin and the ribbons
In what I thought was the right quantity.

The fabric was ripped along the grain
into long strips which were stitched in gathers;
216 inches take forever to sew.
Then I sat with a sore neck and pulled threads for hours.

Whilst dreaming of my beautiful garment
I pinned, and pressed, and stitched.
Hoping it would fit over my hoop,
My fingers busy despite the pins' sharp pricks.

Alas this skirt may prove to be my Moby Dick
As it is large, unwieldy, heavy, and white.
I've invested such muscle, time, and expense
Should I ever wear it I'll have to pretend delight.