We danced and sang and the music played in any boomtown.

The Renegade Craft Fair! No renegades but plenty of crafts, actually I think one of the sponsors was Etsy. I did see a lot of familiar Etsy sellers, it was quite a trip. AND it was very well laid out and open and bright and the stuff they were selling was rather at the high end production-wise, not the I-learned-to-sew-yesterday-was-I-supposed-to-use-thread? crap that I've had to see at previous craft fairs and nary a vibrator cozy so I was quite pleased. I even bought stuff!

Behold, a shirt! I was really, really happy to find one I had actually wanted from before the fair.

If it looks all wonky, it's because I'm in it.

And from the same seller, a set of four self-adhesive mustaches. The big theme this year was facial hair. For reals. I guess there's craft fads every year and this year's was faux facial hair. There were at least four different sellers with variations of beards or moustaches as pillows, stick-ons, stationary, what have you.


Then we had badges AND a show. I didn't see any of it but apparently one of the two sellers at this booth kept leaning over or stretching or something, and her boobs kept falling out of her shirt.


That was all for my purchasing power. I tried really, really hard to buy baby clothes, both for my nephew and niece and also for the hostess of some scary BBQ I have to go to on Saturday. I went to four or five different booths and I guess these people are used to passive sales, just online and such, because aside from Fuzzy Ink and Me Hoi, none of the other sellers had any idea of customer service. I expect to be coddled, I mean the "Hi, can I help you?" and "Let me see if we have that size" basic shit. I walked into all these different booths and looked at stuff, picked it up, looked around for someone to help and ended up walking out because each time, the maybe-seller was too busy talking to their friends, or on their iPhone or basically dicking around and trying not to make eye contact. The venue had Wi-Fi, and everyone had their Macbooks out so maybe they all made enough in online sales to cover their booth rent. I had a good time though.

I'd gone with a friend and we saw some dolls which I went running over to check out. My friend looked at one and said "That one looks like you!" and pointed to one that looked like this:

Except with black hair. Awww, I thought, those dolls are cute! I asked "What makes her look like me?" thinking there was a compliment about to unfold. The response was: "Well, she has those ... things [pointing to the poufy ponytails] and she's all the same size [pointing up and down the rectangular torso]."

Doll by Lil Sprinkles, by the way. I do want one, and they look like they have different skintones so I can get one in my likeness. Apparently.

Moving on.

I have also been trying to make a dress for my crappy fake reroot doll (weft. weft ain't real rerooting.) so I've been trying to come up with one. I have an idea of what it's supposed to look like but forces are conspiring against me, mainly my own self.

The first attempt. It starts at the neck and is worked downwards to the skirt hem. Since it was meant to have a collar added on, I was a clever monkey and made sure I left a super long tail so I go back and pick it up to work the collar without having to add on.

How can a dress make an ass look big without it even being on anything? How? This one is big enough to fit a Barbie, which makes it too big, so I haven't bothered to finish the sleeves. I just tried it on a spare body, was disgusted, and tossed it back into the bag.

The second attempt was the right size, yay. Except when I was finishing up the white bib portion, the yarn kept getting stuck on something and when I tried puling on it, the body with Dress 1 came flying out at me. I had accidentally cast on using the clever monkey super long tail of the previous dress instead of from the actual yarn ball.


Let's see that again in Epson color.

Cough.

I had to add on after all and I still need to finish the sleeves, but safari so goody, I think, for my purposes anyway.

So now I'm thinking of making a singular dress for parasitic twins, maybe finishing the Barbie-sized dress and making a much smaller one to attach to the side for a Kelly doll to fit into. Quaaaaaaid ... start ... the reactor .