Cinderelly

Our would-be Cinderella

Because I love a challenge that can only be achieved by imposing on a beneficent soul, I decided that Charlotte would be dressed this Halloween as her idol, the one and only Cinderella, and I would finally realize my goal of leaning to read a pattern and sew with some measure of competence, all of this courtesy my mother-in-law.

Z is the undeniable brains behind this operation. 

So after spending an insane amount of money on powder blue satin and a Jandor sewing machine, we began yesterday to cut and sew. Charlotte is suitably excited, as am I. And grateful. Thank you Z.

Cutting the skirt poof