A couple Fridays ago, this dress was a half-sketched idea knocking around in my head. And then I left work at 1pm for the lovely summer Friday that it was, wandered over to the Garment district, and found this nice cotton madras fabric for $3.50 a yard, and thought this was a perfect opportunity to screw up my first attempt at drafting a pattern. So I went home and fell into a sewing vortex for the next six hours, until my roommate came home and found me, at 9:00 pm on a Friday night, hunched over an ironing board looking a little haggard and with a just a little bit of crazy-eye, bits of fabric and thread all over the place. And then next day, the dress was finished. It fits kind of like a dress I would have worn when I was 15 pounds heavier would fit me now, which is to say, not perfectly. But better too big than too small, no? I could always rip it out and tailor it in, or I could just leave it as it is, all eight-dollars-worth of it.