I have never worn the completed garment myself. Not once.
It’s been on quite a few models, but it’s never been on me! How is that possible!?!
Just too busy I guess, and no good excuse to wear it.
Last Thursday I finally had the perfect excuse; I gave a talk to the Wellington Quilters Guild on Marie Antoinette and the chemise a la reine (provocatively titled ‘The Queen’s Underwear: How Marie Antoinette’s Un-dress Caused a Revolution’ – because a catchy title is always a good thing) and of course I needed to wear the chemise to make the talk come to life.
At the last minute fate tried to conspire against me to force me to get a model for the talk. I was a bridesmaid on Sat and had to schedule a haircut and style before the wedding, and when was the only appointment I could get? That’s right – right before my talk. Eeeek!
No point in getting your hair done if you immediately put it up in an 18th century ‘hedgehog’. And wearing a wig isn’t ‘keeping your hair looking salon perfect’ friendly either. The smartest thing to do was obviously yo have a model wear it and hedge her hair. But dang blast it, I wanted to finally wear the chemise myself!
So I crossed my fingers, prayed, went to my hair appointment, raced home, and carefully pinned my lovely fresh hair over a rat to form a plausible hedgie ‘poof’ with no hairspray or product. Then I put on a my stays and chemise and raced off to the talk.
And I looked amazing. I wasn’t expecting that, so I don’t feel too vain saying it. I only got two bad photos, but you can still get the idea:
Best of all, when I came home and took out my hair, it smoothed out into almost salon-fresh perfectness. Win all around!
Now I’m very motivated to finally have a proper photoshoot in the chemise a la reine.