Much as I would like to be working on garb right now, it’s too darn hot to be running a sewing machine. I expect it’ll be cooler shortly, and then I might be willing to bust out the Singer, but for now I have pieces cut out and I’m going to call that a win.
One always needs more garb. Fortunately I discovered the stola last year, and as a result sewing for myself for Pennsic consists of making a tube with ribbons sewn into the shoulders¹. But Liam wants a sorta-Chinese robe thing for cool nights, and there’s actually some tailoring involved–plus, pretty much no one makes Chinese-inspired patterns to fit a guy who’s 6’3″ with a 52-inch chest. I have to do rather a lot of extrapolating from the pattern I do have.
That said, I’m looking forward to War this year more than I have in a while. People to see, and all that.
1: I bought fibulae, but they have gone missing. Having the ribbons sewn in is not terribly period, I admit, but it looks pretty good so I’m running with it.