What an excrutiatingly long day. I got up BEFORE 8 am, and while that may not seem like a big deal to normal people – it was to me, after having only slept for 5 hours and more tightly wound than commercial thread. Okay? Bad night.
Anyway. After a bakery run, bank episode and general family I actually ended up in the Costume Lab BEFORE 10 am. I don’t normally make it to CLASS before 10 am. Obviously, this was important, right?
By 12:30, I had a little less than THIS achieved:
At which point, I did one of the smartest things I’ve ever done. I left. I went and got lunch, openned the Guild office (as expected), and played online. When I tried to get my PHYS homework done, I realised that I STILL haven’t found my notebook. And, that it was 30 mins before class started.
Upon noticing this self-induced lunacy, I concluded that I was operating under Costume Construction Stress Disorder. Once comprehending this, I noticed the wide array of symptoms.
1) Turning a perfectly good ball of yarn into this:
4) Playing peak-a-boo through a jelly-fish skirt:
6) Rejoicing over the fact that you just shredded your entire project…
And, 8) Naming fellow sufferer “The Duchess” for super-spiffy headgear.
That’s right. By 5 pm, we were all a little crazy. The Photocall was in 30 mins, I personally had my actor hovering over me, and my costume still wasn’t finished. But, at 5:30!, I got it done. V rang “the bell” (the one she only rings when someone finishes a costume), which made me jump and go “huh?”
I’m not quite rejoicing yet over the pants. The final fitting is next week, and I fully expect something to go wrong. Everyone was more excited for me than I was. I was kinda… blank. On five hours of sleep, and after 6 hours in the Dungeon, I challenge you to do better.
Sadly, I did not manage to get a pic of Sergio, playing Puck, in the pants. By 6, I just wanted to find a way to be horizonal, ASAP. So, I went home and promised myself I’d harass him later.
I’m really hoping that if I sit here long enough and just relax, I might get some sleep tonight. I haven’t been this tense since… well, honestly, I don’t really know. Having your work being put on public display is harrowing for someone as perfectionistic as me. Tomorrow should hopefully be better.