Gallifrey RISES!

A much less geeky person would have problems admitting that the first thought I had upon walking this morning was "Gallifrey Falls No More." I, on the other hand, am a big geek and have no problems admitting it.

I am, however the same person, who woke up yesterday and saw the snow outside and imediately thought: "It's not snow. It's only the ashes from an exploded Sycorax spaceship."

Ladies and Gentleman, Whovian I am to the core.

Anyway.

Let's talk Day of the Doctor. I am going to have to watch it again in order to critically analyze it. I know there were things that I missed. But, I fully enjoyed it. Or rather, I enjoyed it once I was able to process what I saw. I haven't always liked Moffat's story lines, (though I felt that some of his episodes he wrote in the Russel T. Davis years, were truly phenomenal) but I feel this really worked. I have to go through my headcannon and see how everything fits with the End of Time and such, and if it all comes up roses than all will be fine.

However, plot aside, I never needed a reminder how much I love 10, but really, all that episode did was cement that he's my favourite.

This does not diminish the effect that 11th regeneration will have on me. I will not likely handle it well. Having said that, I have already begun a small attachment to 12, if only for:

Your intense stare is a majestic thing, sir Capaldi.

Anyways. I would also like to rewatch it for... dun dun DA! The costumes! This being a costuming blog, I suppose I should bring it up. But the brief looks of the Time Lords and the Gallifreyan people was very intriguing, and I wish to pick apart their garments. They have a liking for red, and I am fond of the colour myself for haberdashery purposes. Having said that, I might have to wait until the DVD is out so I can pause it and screencape it but, it's not like I don't have a million other projects to work on in the meanwhile.

That's it. Moofy out.

Retail Therapy - Happy Birthday to me!

Sometimes, sometimes the clothing industry is ever at odd with me. Fit, colour, size, it doesn't play nice. And sometimes? Sometimes the angels sing and say to me: "COME. COME MOOFY AND SHOP. LET US SHOW YOU OUR GREATNESS." And suddenly my wardrobe diversifies with garments that can totally be used for street cosplay and STILL work as normal clothing.

So. My birthday was yesterday, as I gloriously completed another lap around the sun in a relatively consistant speed. Therefore, I journeyed to the shopping mall of choice to celebrate.

And now gloriously possess the perhaps the most perfectly 11th doctor jacket for a female body I have ever seen. The fabric is nearly spot on. The weave is slightly finer than the original tweed, but the colours are excellent and the weaving actually works with the feminine cut of the blazer. Two buttons? Check. Elbow patches? Oh yes! The pockets are not the internal kind like the original, but again, it works with the cut of the jacket. So while, it is not a direct replication of the original, the look is unquestionably 11. And, lo and behold I tried it on.... and I looked good in it. I was.... pleased by the mirror's reflection. Well done, Tommy Hifiger. Apparently I suit that style well. Me: 1

The day continued. And somehow I ended up with a lovely royal blue and black dress, with just a spot of silver on the shoulders and the exposed zipper at the back. On its own, such a cute dress. And matches my blue suede boots I bought impulsively this summer. Also almost reminds me of the 60s mod style. And then cue my dear mama: "Um, wouldn't that make a cute TARDIS dress with a few accessories?" GLORIOUS. It would, my dears, it would.

My final triumph, happened first a few days earlier upon the successful discovery of a top that worked with my costume for halloween, Product Powertrain Warranty. My costume was complete, I was happy, all was well. So, yes, sometimes the clothing industry actually likes me. And I wil shamelessly photograph each garment once I have daylight. Huzzah.

The Queen St. Quest

I'd say Operation Get-stuff-on-Queen St. was a success. It was a lovely day, there was a lovely lunch, and we bought findings and trims for our booth. I think I have good bases for a bunch of accesorries now. Not everything I need but a good solid start. In summary:

1. Lunch at The Red Tea Box, on Queen St. West. Go there. It's wonderful. It's a fun place, and the food is wonderful. Must go back if just for the Cinnamon Plum Tisane, not to mention Ashley's mighty cake of justice she ordered.

2. Findings: Got some braiding, and some lace. Still need to get (if it comes in it) a white version of the pleat trim I've used in black before. Picked up some aligator clips for the hair, some feather charms and pendants for the wrap around cuffs. No luck getting rabbits. Seriously. No rabbits at all. Rather disappointed in that.

3. Fabric - I managed to find a linen that looks nearly spot on to 11th's tweed jacket. It's finer in the weave....obviously since it's linen, but it's got the same look, down to that orange stripe. They only had a scant yard of it left, though I bargained $10 for the yardage, rather than $19, which I couldn't justify. Should be perfect for some Whovian Spats.

4. Ribbon - Not on sale. Not pleased, though I had a coupon to shave it down a bit. Picked up silver and white, though I was wanting brown, red and gold as well. I'll have to wait it out, or coupon horde.

So, excellent day, and some good shopping. Need to do a few more trips around for some other things, but ah, it was nice to get some fresh air with friends.

My budget book is up to date for each material, as well, so I can precisely determine my cost for each accessory made. All seems nicely controlled.

But I seriously need to make stuff now.

Allons-y!