It kind of works, don’t you think?
I had a lot of fun with it. M and I picked out the fabric in August, and she was going to make it but there was never time. I had to go back to the fabric store on Sunday to get a bit of extra stuff for the tail and the woman told me not to burn myself as she handed me the bag. Then I went to the toy store to get a space gun (because she’s a shooting star, get it?) and a head-lamp (there was a star tiara, but it’s lost in M’s room and I can’t find it) and the guys there thought it was pretty clever, and even the woman at the post office, who guessed that I was mailing a costume to my college-aged child, was kind of excited about it.
So — I hope she likes it. She’s heading to another college campus with K’s cousin A, and since he’s getting his MFA in painting, she will be going to the art dept party — so there is some pressure to have a good costume. I hope it fits. I’m pretty sure no one will notice the terrible construction.
And now I have to think of something to wear myself . . .
There’s always this, available on amazon:
The sexy garden gnome . . .