Paris, baby, Paris.
Tuesday, 21 February 2012
Check out the beautiful navy stretch satin I purchased last night on a child-free expedition to the fabric store. I am making this dress (Butterick 5383) for a very special occasion. The Daddy Monkey is taking me to a French restaurant for my 39th birthday this year. In France. So yeah, I’m going to Paris. I still can’t believe that we’re actually going to be able to make it happen. So I’ve been spending all my spare time researching flights and places to say. Looking at all of the art museum websites and daydreaming about when I get to stand here.
I think I may have written about how much I love France. I’ve been pretty much dying to go there since my three years of French in high school.
So of course, a trip means new clothes. Good thing I’ve got a head start on my Spring sewing. Now I’d better get cracking on mon français, which is très mal.