Yesterday I intended to sew and pester my dear readers with drivel. Instead, I got 'the' call.
The phone call was the sweet lady calling to tell me that my decorative dress form was in the store and I could come pick her up. I called my mom, gave her 15 minutes to go from sleepy granny to shopping diva, spiffed up the kids and myself and off we went.
Introducing Ingabo Mazel Barthena Zerilda a.k.a. I'm Busy.
Naturally I forgot to unload the junk out of the car trunk and for a while thought IMBZ would have to ride in the backseat with the kids. Fortunately for them, she comes apart and I was able to wedge her in the trunk. Being a ham-fisted sort of girl, I managed to break one of the little welds holding her upright. DH is handy with a welder and I don't think she'll be hard to fix. Until then, she's got a piece of wire keeping her from flopping over or listing to one side.
As dress forms go, she's worthless. As a prop for aprons and fun stuff, she's going to be great. The price was certainly right and she doesn't take up much room at all. I may still have my wedding dress somewhere around here and if I do, she gets to wear it.