Turns out that while I chose yesterday to gush about teaching people to needle tat with the help of Instructables, they were in turn posting some stories about who they met at the Maker Faire which included me. There is a lovely photo and some very nice words. Go, check it out and leave comments so I appear much more popular than I actually am: Maker Faire.
I spent a good part of yesterday still recovering from the weekend. I know, I know, I should be over it, but I'm such an old biddy already that three days of late bedtimes and standing on my feet in heels for 10 hours did me in. I was also on a mad corset search. The one I am currently using has gotten...a bit too comfortable. Sure it's still tight and it restricts my movements, but I've found that I can now slouch in it a bit which means its getting loose. So yay for progress, but now I need another smaller one to continue on my path to recovered waist and stomach.
I really love the work at Dark Garden Corsetry and I even met the proprietress at the Faire, but fine quality aside, I cannot justify spending over $500 on a garment meant to trim my waistline and not dazzle the public. I was going to go with another off the rack one, but I think that these next few inches will be a bit harder to work on, so I really should go for custom. I did find one shop with custom prices under $200, Mechantes and they take a ridiculous number of measurements so I have faith in their process at least. So there's my current waist training corset adventure.
I had wanted to tell more Maker Faire stories today, but it appears that I have already rambled on quite extensively so I shall save them for later. I finished up the mask I was working on yesterday, so now it's onto remaking the pieces that sold at the fair. To be honest a lot of what sold was never listed in the store anyhow, so it didn't deplete stock like I feared. I do want to get a few done before I up and close the store again on the 9th for my trip to the Seattle/Tacoma area. I've never closed up shop for a whole week so I'm a little afraid of losing the attention I so obviously feed on while I'm gone, but there's nothing to be done about it. I shall close up for a week and hope that my silence does not cause a vacuum that someone else fills up.