I love linen.

Way back when Phil and I were living in New Mexico, and I'd begun doing the medieval costuming in earnest, I bought a bunch of linen.  I mean, like I'd qualify to be on "Hoarders" with all the linen I bought.  Mostly because I love it, love to wear it, wrinkles and all, and love to work with it.

But the amount of linen you need for a 13th century noblewoman's gown is, well, quite a bit more than I'd need for a skirt I'd wear to Wal Mart, sooooo, you could say I have some left over.  And over.

I've hung on to this stockpile, convinced I was going to sew myself beautiful clothing, and because of the brain weevils that tell me I should wait til I'm at "the right size" for the clothes I want to make, I never have.  But enough is enough.  I am not likely to ever be supermodel thin like I was in high school, and even if I were, I'm almost 50.  It's not like I'd be gorgeous, just skinny and almost 50.  Gravity is what it is.

So I WILL make myself some clothes this year, and since linen lasts a long time, I'd best make them in timeless shapes that aren't too faddy.

Heh.  Just kidding.  Timeless, though, right?

But aside from that, I will use the linen in DOLLS!!! Big surprise, I know.

I finished the first one this morning, but she's not dressed, so I can't show her here yet.  Soon.  I actually managed to follow a pattern (mostly) without changing it...at least for the doll.  The pattern stinks for the clothes if you like doll clothes to be real instead of the patched-together prim deco stuff that sells these days.  So I'll make her clothes, and she will be the first of a limited line of dolls I plan to sell: The Linen Sisters.

I'd apologize, but I think it's funny.  :~)
Pictures soon...of the dolls, and maybe even the clothes I make for me.