Plaid to Rad

I'd like to take a moment; no, not to just sit right there and tell you how I became the Prince of a town called Belair, I haven't even been to Belair. No, I would in fact like to take a moment to appreciate how atrocious  that dress is. or was.

I bought it in my 'Punk' phase, 100 years ago, and dug it up the other day. I am a sucker for Plaid so I cut that piece of work up and made it into a bustier; to wear with more plaid.

Material to skirt

I am fairly sure this fabric is the leftover from a child's costume on Halloween, which mum would've custom sewn.
All jokes aside I bought this fabric, and sewed it into a pleated skirt. Problem is I don't know what to wear with it because I feel like a 10 year old boy's walking bedsheets.

Material girl to a skirt

I do admit, when I get material on my hands I get a little bit cray cray, because I'm so lazy and hate making pieces from scratch; but its always worth it in the end.

Bought this ghastly fabric, which is probably for making sick green curtains, at Vinnies for two whole dollars. then I made it a skirt, and that's it. 

Fat to Phat

So the dress was a Fab colour and I couldn't say no to that, so I bought it, despite the fact it made me look 5 kilos heavier. I cut it across the middle and managed to tailor it in so it actually looks like I have a waist, then I added the white piping.

The back is pretty phat too, if I must say.