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IT WASN'T THE CAT'S MEOW

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I vaguely remember
the year, maybe 1971 and I was invited to a New Year's Eve
party.  What to wear?  Someting different,
something gorgeous and definitely one of a kind.  How
was I to achieve this "look" on a meager
budget?  Aw, I will sew an outfit.  I really didn't have
much experience in sewing, but just how hard could it be?  If
you can follow directions, you can sew.  Right?




    
Downtown Seattle, in an out of the way place, I found a pattern
for a skirt that was so unusual and simple to sew, I knew it
would be wonderful.  The instructions said to get two and a
half yards of fabric, and nothing else but thread would be
needed.  I found just what I wanted in the back of the
little shop, a bolt of black double knit fabric at 25 cents a
yard.  The pattern instructions were simple enough, and
no cutting was required.




    
I could go into a lot of detail regarding the pattern, but let's
just pretend the black double knit fabric is a hammock,
two and a half yards long.  You put the hammock between your
legs and tie both ends at the waist, front and back.  I
know it sounds strange, but the pattern picture looked very
chic.  Maybe if I had followed the pattern recommendations to
use silk headscarf fabric, the draping of the material would
have been a lot better.




    
I had two and a half yards of heavy double knit fabric between my
legs and I'm only 5 foot 1 inches tall, but I had a pair of shoes
that would get me to 5 foot 6 inches tall (remember those awful
shoes?).  With the "hammock", I wore a white lacy
turtleneck blouse that snapped at the crotch, and a pair of white tights.




    
The longer I wore the "hammock" the longer
it got.  The "hammock" sort of puddled on the
floore between my feet, making walking and dancing very
difficut.  I resorted to taking tiny little steps and with
the height of my shoes I had to keep my arms straight out for
balance.  Going to the restroom was a challenge and better
left unsaid especially when the "hammock" had to be
removed entirely and my blouse had to be snapped and unsnapped and
let's not forget the tights.




    
While I was sitting alone at a table, swigging on a highball, I
overheard a couple of gals at the next table discussing my
"hammock" and how it made me look like a penguin. It has
taken 37 years but I can now laugh about it.

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I vaguely remember
the year, maybe 1971 and I was invited to a New Year's Eve
party.  What to wear?  Someting different,
something gorgeous and definitely one of a kind.  How
was I to achieve this "look" on a meager
budget?  Aw, I will sew an outfit.  I really didn't have
much experience in sewing, but just how hard could it be?  If
you can follow directions, you can sew.  Right?




    
Downtown Seattle, in an out of the way place, I found a pattern
for a skirt that was so unusual and simple to sew, I knew it
would be wonderful.  The instructions said to get two and a
half yards of fabric, and nothing else but thread would be
needed.  I found just what I wanted in the back of the
little shop, a bolt of black double knit fabric at 25 cents a
yard.  The pattern instructions were simple enough, and
no cutting was required.




    
I could go into a lot of detail regarding the pattern, but let's
just pretend the black double knit fabric is a hammock,
two and a half yards long.  You put the hammock between your
legs and tie both ends at the waist, front and back.  I
know it sounds strange, but the pattern picture looked very
chic.  Maybe if I had followed the pattern recommendations to
use silk headscarf fabric, the draping of the material would
have been a lot better.




    
I had two and a half yards of heavy double knit fabric between my
legs and I'm only 5 foot 1 inches tall, but I had a pair of shoes
that would get me to 5 foot 6 inches tall (remember those awful
shoes?).  With the "hammock", I wore a white lacy
turtleneck blouse that snapped at the crotch, and a pair of white tights.




    
The longer I wore the "hammock" the longer
it got.  The "hammock" sort of puddled on the
floore between my feet, making walking and dancing very
difficut.  I resorted to taking tiny little steps and with
the height of my shoes I had to keep my arms straight out for
balance.  Going to the restroom was a challenge and better
left unsaid especially when the "hammock" had to be
removed entirely and my blouse had to be snapped and unsnapped and
let's not forget the tights.




    
While I was sitting alone at a table, swigging on a highball, I
overheard a couple of gals at the next table discussing my
"hammock" and how it made me look like a penguin. It has
taken 37 years but I can now laugh about it.

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