My friend Lou owned a wonderful dress a few years back. Purchased from Joy and worn to death, the Reindeer Dress inspired lashings of dress envy from me and the sobbed regrets of ‘WHY? Why didn’t I know about that shop when I lived in London?’ I think that every photo Lou would post on her blog, I would shriek: ‘Reindeer Dress!!’ and I’m sure that shrieking made it to the comments. I always secretly hoped Lou would tire of the dress and as its most ardent admirer, I would be given it.
But late in 2009, when I think I suggested it as an outfit for some occasion, Lou broke the terrible news. The Reindeer Dress was in disrepair. Every time she put it on, a new hole would appear. But have no fear, she told me. She was going to cut it up and give me the scraps for a dress for Rata. And so that fabric arrived at my sewing table (as the wrapping, I might add, for other awesome presents from London-town) and in December last year I finally got to work.
And here is the lovely dress wearer having an apple lunch and eagerly awaiting Lou’s visit. It’s still a bit big, but wearable as far as climbing steps and running around goes. And it was lovely to see Lou again after a year, aye, that it was.