A hop, skip and a jump ago I waffled on about my impending trip to the caverns of doom. That is the change rooms of the local swim suit shop. Well after loading a toddler into the car (can you now see why I was terrified...I had to take poppet with me too!!!) and driving to the shopping centre, navigating my way through the labyrinth of a car park, assembling the pram and loading it full of Bijou required paraphernalia (read: food, food and more food!) I realised it was all too hard and found a quirky café and shouted myself to a strong machiato and a giant piece of cake to share with my wee bestie. Needless to say I came home empty handed.
Maybe it was the double shot espresso or the sugar rush from le gatêau but I came home with a giant bee in my bonnet madly buzzing in my ear, "You could make some togs!" . I used this pattern and a vintage sheet but had to modify it a wee bit....let's just say that breast feeding a certain someone to 16 months does not a Marilyn Monroe-esque bosom make! I also lined it with swimsuit lining and did a little see through test in the shower so as not to scare the life guards.
I loved how I could tie it in place therefore avoiding peek-a boo-ing any passers by and avoiding that hungry bottom affair that the likes of Miranda Kerr can get away with but us mere mortals fail to do justice. All in all I felt particularly Gidget in my retro beach ensemble and almost felt brave enough to give long boarding a crack. I did say almost.
I do declare that oodles of people have been super crafty this week.
♪ Let's go surfin now, everybody's learning how, come on a safari with me..... ♪