I’m finally done with my dress! Finally finished! The dress design came from when I wanted a dress from Selkie. The dress I was wanting was always sold out in my size! The green plaid dress with the slit and ruffle. Oh it was beautiful! But, old out. I knew what I had to do. I needed to make one myself. I looked at the style, checking how to make it. I had a pattern by Vicki sews (I suggest not that one, it was a pain, instructions on pdf and very vague.) I am looking for one that is easier. I looked at the fabric type. Paper Cotton type. Hmm… I went on spoonflower and got the signature petal cotton. It has a nice drape for clothes. Then, I picked out the pattern of plaid. A green Irish plaid. This plaid also comes in other colors! I may do pink next! Fun! The always sold out Selkie . I bought on Amazon a green cotton bolt of fabric 3 yards was more than enough for a size 12. And the original dress has the basic ribbon, I decided to go with a lush black velvet r...
Today, I was doing laundry and found a newer dress of mine from Halara, it is a athleisure dress, with built in shorts and shelf bra. A pretty darn comfy dress and one you can definitely chase after your kids or pets in. But, something happened today that involved me looking in the mirror and going ew. I saw how I looked in it. I didn't like what I saw. I didn't like who I saw in the mirror. Which was me. I did not like how I looked in the dress. I didn't like how I looked at all. I did not like the person I was seeing in that dress in that moment. No. So, here is the thing. I am a recovering anorexic. I have body dysmorphia. I have OCD, literally I do, and this is on top of my other mental stuff. Stuff like BPD1, autism, adhd, dyslexia, I believe I have dyscalcia, which is why I am shit at math, no matter how it is taught to me. I am shit at it. Which is why of all the subjects I homeschool my older son with, math is the one I hire my kid a tutor for. The OCD is presente...
I once, a long time ago, did not dress how you may have seen me before. I was more of the goth punk type. At least in my teens and very early 20’s. But, alas the constant getting made fun of in school over it. And the not so subtle remarks from coworkers and yes, family. Made it hard to keep dressing like I walked out of Hot topic and Gadzooks. So, when I was in my mid 20’s and older. I decided I needed to dress how everyone else expected. How everyone else did. How all the popular it girls and bloggers did. So, I did. And I was miserable. But hey, at least people were nicer to me. I should say “nicer” because no one really wanted to be my friend. My undiagnosed neurodivergent self was not something anyone else wanted to be around. And yeah,I knew. I knew how others felt about me. I felt like I never belonged. Ever. And then I started blogs, but never happy. Something was missing. Someone was missing . My inner child needed to be healed and then I found SELKIE. The dresses ...
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