raindrops on roses

hi, i'm katie. i make stuff. i saw this skirt boogying on down at our jazz fest four weeks ago and fell in love. yarp, my dwd becks whipped out her phone and snapped it..

insane, no?

i had to have one. so when my auntie sent down a band of black knit already sewn into a dropped waist, i knew my stars had aligned. i grabbed one-metre-forty of black wedding tulle and a cast-off black half-slip from the op shop and left it hanging on my bedroom door.

this weekend, i found my muse:

thank the stars the fairyskirt cost me next-to-nothing, cos this year's birthday boots have totally broken the bank. but they are ridiculously lustable and i love them to the stars and back.

so i'm ready for the skool ball in two weeks' time. yarp, those be self-portraits, taken from the vantage point of my toilet seat.. and yarp, it's a bit of a stretch to label the outfit 'ball wear', but you should see what danger's wearing... x