#muslin suit set

[ethnicelement]

Radiant Elegance: Ethnic Element's Resham Muslin Jamdani Suit Set in Enchanting Purple

Experience the charm of Indian craftsmanship and the allure of ethnic fashion with the Resham Muslin Jamdani Suit Set in Purple by Ethnic Element. Embrace tradition with a modern flair, and let your attire tell a story of timeless beauty. Buy genuine products directly sourced from artisans and weavers.

[lavanyaindia]

Explore our exclusive collection of premium muslin suits and dress material sets. Discover exquisite designs and quality craftsmanship, perfect for adding elegance to your wardrobe. Shop now for the finest muslin suit sets!

[zarisilk]

Stay comfortable: chill out in hot weather fabrics

Keeping cool becomes crucial when the sun is beaming down with unwavering intensity. Fortunately, there are many textiles designed especially to fight the intense heat in the world of fashion. Let's examine how various hot weather textiles, such as the breezy elegance of chiffon and the classic comfort of cotton, might help you combat the heat in style.

Summer's Essential Fabrics

It's time to update your wardrobe with materials that keep you cool and comfortable when the temperature rises. Breathable materials are your closest companions in the intense heat, helping you to move through the day with comfort. Out of all the materials, cotton, georgette, silk mix, viscose, chiffon, and muslin are the best choices for summertime attire. Explore the world of these textiles and learn how they can add flair to your outfit while keeping you cool on even the hottest of days.

The material of choice for summer, cotton, should take center stage in your closet. It is the perfect material for unstitched suits, kurta sets, and sarees because it is lightweight and breathable. Cotton clothing offers unparalleled comfort, whether you're going to a casual get-together or doing routine tasks. Cotton's adaptability makes it possible to create a variety of looks, keeping you both stylish and cool.

Elegance of Muslin

Known as the "fabric of the royals," muslin is another treasure for warm climates. Perfect for steamy summer days, its light texture and airy weave enable excellent ventilation. Muslin kurta sets radiate refinement with a hint of warmth, while Muslin sarees drape beautifully and offer an ethereal beauty. Investing in unstitched suits made of Muslin guarantees that you will look stylish and feel comfortable all year long. 

Comforts of Cotton Suits

Beat the summer heat in style with our Printed Cotton Casual Unstitched Suit. Crafted from breathable cotton fabric, this suit offers utmost comfort for sunny days. Its vibrant prints exude a lively charm, perfect for casual outings or relaxed gatherings. The unstitched design allows for personalized tailoring, ensuring a flattering fit for every body type. Whether strolling along the beach or attending a picnic in the park, this ensemble promises effortless elegance. Embrace the season with lightness and flair, as you step out in our summer-ready Cotton Casual Unstitched Suit, a fusion of comfort and fashion.

Luxurious Comfort of Viscose

For individuals who want elegance without sacrificing comfort, viscose is a popular choice because of its silky texture and lightweight characteristics. Viscose sarees and kurta sets, which combine the breathability of cotton with the richness of silk, are a summertime party essential. Fashion fans who value comfort of wearability as much as style fall in love with it because of its smooth touch and flowing drape.

Style with Silk Blends

A silk mix, which is a combination of silk and other fibers, gives your wardrobe the best of both worlds. This fabric gives a hint of luxury while keeping you cool, whether you're wearing a kurta set for a relaxed get-together or a silk blend saree for a formal event. Even on the hottest days, you can enjoy wearing it because of its silky texture and natural sheen, which guarantee that you look and feel your best.

For summertime beauty, sheer, light fabrics like georgette and chiffon are widely used. For outdoor parties, seaside weddings, or evening soirées, these fabrics float softly around the body and provide a breezy vibe. Elegantly graceful and comfortable, georgette kurta sets with delicate embroidery or chiffon sarees with elaborate embroidery are classic options for summer parties. Ready to upgrade your summer wardrobe with these cooling fabrics? Explore our collection of sarees, kurta sets, and unstitched suits crafted from cotton, Muslin, viscose, silk blend, chiffon, and georgette at Zari Jaipur. Beat the heat in style and comfort – shop now!

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[the-barnes-girl]

The Delacroix Ceremony

(respond as you please. For mod's sake for this one, will be written fully in prose. If you were invited/are a plus one but I didn't tag you join in -- its a lot of people and I was unfortunately not smart enough to keep some form of a master list/ )

On the day of the Barnes-Delacroix wedding, the weather was perfect. Sunlight streamed in the many large windows of Heartwood's School where the wedding was held, crisp autumn leaves rustling in the breeze and the world filled with orange and red and gold set against a blue sky with harmless, beautiful clouds.

Heartwoods was filled with life, a historic manor house set in the woods, protected in a bend of the Hudson River. Children ran around in clothes for a wedding, setting things up and playing in the gardens, just the kind of place one would've expected Becca Barnes to pick. When they arrived, eager, magical children and teens led them through the large, bright mansion to a library, something out of a fantasy tale. It was tall and light, filled wall to wall with more books than could be imagined, with balconies for a double-height and stained glass.

The large, open reading area in the center had been set up for the wedding, with chairs arranged on either side of a centre aisle, an arch of flowers waiting, with chairs for the wedding parties on either side. As the guest seated themselves, soft music was playing

The ceremony proper started at 2pm as set, new music starting. The processional began.

First came Valeria's wedding party -- it was small, but clearly thought-out. Estelle Rosewood( @darling-of-the-underground), her adoptive sister/daughter, dressed in flowing black, true fae form shining proud with charcoal black skin and white hair the sunlight glinted from, seven feet tall and smiling in her deep red gown. On her arm, her brother, Eliza Castle-Delacroix( @chaotic-castle), Valeria's son, dressed in a perfectly tailored suit in the same red, dark curls wild as always as he grinned deviously, proud as he strode down the aisle, along with a few of Valeria's close friends she'd made over the years and a couple of teens. Right at the tale end were two distinctive figures -- Dominique Emerson and Em Gladstone ( @the-dominique-emerson @just-a-fucking-civilian), Valeria's former mentee and rising Mafia boss, and her girlfriend, Valeria's... no one was actually quite sure, but the girl was certainly important, kept away from the club itself and the mafia. Rumors were wild but all unconfirmed. The former wore a red suit, matched to the latter's, both smiling widely. Peggy Carter( @capt-carter-mostly-official), smiling proudly and dressed in blue, her maid of honor, the friend who had been constant through centuries, came last in Valeria's section.

Next, it was Rebecca's party, dressed in the same rich red. First in her party appeared her child Asta( @asta-barnes-rogers), dressed in a red suit with matching noise-cancelling headphones, a black cat curled in their arms with a red bow on it's collar, and a couple of fidget toys poking out of their pocket. Then Cordelia Wright( @little-miss-delia), Eliza Delacroix's girlfriend, who Becca had taken under her wing, dressed in a soft, flowing red dress, smiling shyly. About four other teens from the club and family members followed, matching, before her maid of honor, Sarah Rogers( @sarahrogers-steviesmum), her adoptive mother.

And at last, the flower girls -- Nadia Aberdeen and Jamie Carter ( @nadia-aberdeen @little-jamie-carter) holding each other's hands as they made their way down the aisle, tossing flower petals. Nadia was dressed as a princess in a pretty blue dress with a twirling tulle, a nice tiara in her hair, Jem in a soft purple dress made of light cottons and muslin that wouldn't irritate her skin, noise-cancelling headphones on her head and Bubba safely in her basket.

Then the music shifted as the first bride appeared. Valeria with her hair in an elegant twist and dressed in a sharp black suit, cane tapping. And smiling, broadly, actually smiling. On the arm of Alice Heartwood( @everyones-aunt-alice), her adoptive older sister, who wore a beautiful red dress, her wing wrapped around her little sister protectively as they made their way down the aisle. When they reached the end, she embraced her, then held Valeria's face as she kissed the younger woman's forehead softly.

Becca came next. Dressed in a flowing white gown with rich brown curls settling over her, she was a sight to see, angelic, like a storybook princess, glowing with love. Her belly was round with a baby just starting to show, one hand resting there happily, clearly proud, not trying to hide it in the least. She was on the arm of Bucky Barnes( @official-buckybarnes @buckybarnesoffical @justawhitewolf @barnes-jamesbuchanan-official @james-barnes-wintersoldier), leaning close to her older brother, her other arm held by her mother, Winnifred( @winnifred-winni-barnes).

Tears glittered in her eyes as she slowly made her way down the aisle, eyes never leaving her wife-to-be. When she reached the alter, she kissed her brother's cheek and let her mothers embrace her, squeezing their hands as all three of them welcomed Valeria.

Then, she took Valeria's hand, and they went to the alter, officiated by Alice. They held hands through the introductions and a single reading, a short speech on the responsibilities of marriage, before Eliza produced the rings and handed them to the brides.

Becca was the first to give her vows, squeezing the other woman's hands. "Valeria, my love," she murmured. "I don't even know where to start, to be honest with you." her voice raised to be heard by the whole room, and she smiled eyes full of love. "So I'll start where I can and tell you what's in my heart. I don't come from an easy place. Neither of us do, and neither of us knew the first thing about this mess. We all know I could talk about this for hours, many of those with us have heard me do so. So let me condense it for everyone's sake. Valeria Delacroix, you are the best thing to ever happen to me. You are my saving grace and the woman who found me when I needed love and someone to lean on, and stood by me. You have always taken care of me, always loved me this way. Your love taught me to be stronger, to learn, to give myself the choice to make decisions for myself instead of others. Your love for me has given me the most amazing life I could dream of -- us, our children with us today, and the little one who is still waiting to come to this side of the world."

She took a deep breath, smiling. "The first gift you ever gave me was a pearl necklace. That first night where we finally took control of our feelings and gave a chance to having an 'us.' Months later when we began to realize how badly we needed to heal and started that journey, I found myself wearing it every day. And as it turns out, that's for an incredibly simple reason. It reminded me of you and that you've got me, til death do us part, in sickness and in health, for richer or poorer, better or for worse. And I love that. I love you."

Valeria was fighting tears by the time it was her turn, to her the woman she was marrying the only soul in the room as they looked at each other. "Rebecca Barnes, treasure of my heart," she began softly. "I have no words in any language for what you are to me. You are not just my wife or my lover, my best friend or my darling, you are all of those and so much more, sweet Rebecca. You are truly my soulmate, in every way. You cut through my layers so easily, each moment I fall more in love with you. I do not deserve you, nor will I ever, as I have told you a thousand times. But here's what I did not know then, that you have taught me. It's not about something so arbitrary as 'deserving,' but about trying. No more being defeated, but instead striving to be more, to be better, stronger. Something so rare yet so amazing. You once said you wanted me without my armor, at the pace I was comfortable with. Slowly helping me let myself be simply me. Loving me unabashedly, with so much hope it became infectious.

"And you have changed me, entirely for the better. You let me love again, and have not left, so constant I ought to be concerned. But I also know you will never leave. You have made what was once a house into a home. You have brought our children into it, and carry another in this moment. You are truly my guardian angel, my saving grace. I will love you and cherish you until the end of time, spoil you despite objections but within your comfort, and make sure you live out a long, happy, and comfortable life. For richer or poorer, til death do us part, in sickness and in health."

By the time Valeria got through her vows, nearly the whole room was crying. But Alice pushed through, smiling with her tears.

"Rebecca Barnes, do you take this woman, Valeria Delacroix, to be your lawfully wedded wife?"

Becca nodded, wiping her tears. "I do." she slid an elegant silver ring onto her wife's finger

"And Valeria Delacroix, do you take Rebecca Barnes as your lawfully wedded wife?"

"I do," Valeria answered, French accent thick with emotion, slipping the beautiful golden ring she had chosen onto Becca's finger.

"Then, by the power vested in me by the State of New York, any Gods there may be, and several hundred years of life, I now declare you lawful wives -- you may now each kiss your bride!"

the room broke out in cheers as Valeria caught Becca up in her arms and Becca threw her arms around Valeria's neck, kissing passionately as Becca spun her wife around, kissing her over and over

Finally, after hardships overcome and love, a thousand trials, a million moments, and overwhelming love in general, they were married. And neither could be happier

@chaotic-castle @darling-of-the-underground @that-punk-from-brooklyn @charlibooboo @mini-rogers-sibling @quillwinn @that-punk-from-brooklyn @mutantontheloose @natt-romanoff-barnes-official @proud-owner-of-americas-ass + Anyone who is a plus one, would have been invited, etc! (mod didn't think to make a properly comprehensive list so is pretty certain they're missing folks)

[chic-a-gigot]

L'Art et la mode, no. 28, vol. 15, 14 juillet 1894, Paris. Art & Chiffons. Bibliothèque nationale de France

Robe en lainage rose, boutonnant derrière. Garniture de guipure blanche.

Pink woolen dress, buttoned at the back. White guipure trim.

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Robe en batiste ciel. Garniture de linon brodé. Guimpe plissée.

Sky cambric dress. Embroidered lawn trim. Pleated wimple.

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Toilette en taffetas changeant. Garniture de bouillonés de mousseline de soie. Col, ceinture et nœuds de satin noir.

Changing taffeta ensemble. Garnished with chiffon bouillons. Black satin collar, belt and bows.

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Toilette en linon à fleurettes, de point à l’aiguille.

Ensemble in flowered lawn, needlepoint.

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Ding ding! Ding ding! Le glas du départ est sonné, le Bois est désert, les salons sont clos. Paris a beau être joli et charmant, il faut s’en aller, qui à la mer, qui à la forêt, qui à la montagne, et quand l’époque du voyage est fixée, la malle est vite faite.

Au risque de passer pour rabâcheuse, il faut bien dire encore une fois que le blanc domine.

La vigogne fait des costumes simples et élégants, privés du moindre ornement; on ne les garnit que de grosses piqûres et d’énormes boutons de nacre.

La serge bleue semble être la nuance préférée des bicyclistes féminines, avec galons de mohair blanc ou rouge, ou écru; le chapeau Escadre en toile ou en serge bleue.

La saison s’annonce déjà très brillante à Cabourg, et l’on y fait, paraît-il, deux et même trois toilettes par jour… le matin, ce sont des costumes tailleur en covercoat, avec biais piqué dans le bas, petite jaquette pareille, col rose ou lilas, cravate en batiste; l’après-midi, ce sont les robes de piqué blanc, avec devant froufrou en crêpe de chine, boléro écourté sur des dentelles vaporeuses superposées, ce qui est plus habillé que le simple flottant de surah; mais ce qui domine, c’est la robe de mousseline à pois brochés, enrichie de volants ourlés de dentelles; à côté de ce genre, le style Pompadour, avec dentelles écrues; quant aux nœuds de rubans, on les sème partout, au relevé de la jupe, à la berthe au cou, à la ceinture, jamais le ruban n’a été aussi en vogue.

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Ding ding! Ding ding! The death knell has sounded, the Bois is deserted, the salons are closed. Paris may be pretty and charming, but you have to go, some to the sea, some to the forest, some to the mountains, and when the time of the trip is set, the trunk is quickly packed.

At the risk of coming across as harping, it must be said once again that white dominates.

The vicuña makes simple and elegant costumes, deprived of the slightest ornament; they are only garnished with large stitches and enormous mother-of-pearl buttons.

Blue serge seems to be the favorite shade of female cyclists, with white or red, or ecru mohair braid; the Escadre hat in canvas or blue serge.

The season is already looking very bright in Cabourg, and it seems that there are two and even three ensembles a day… in the morning, they are tailored suits in covercoat, with stitched bias at the bottom, similar little jacket, pink or lilac collar, cambric tie; in the afternoon, there are the white piqué dresses, with frilly front in crepe de chine, cropped bolero on superimposed vaporous lace, which is more dressy than the simple floating surah; but what dominates is the muslin dress with polka dots, enriched with ruffles hemmed with lace; next to this genre, the Pompadour style, with ecru lace; as for ribbon bows, we scatter them everywhere, at the top of the skirt, at the berthe at the neck, at the belt, ribbon has never been so fashionable.

[eggtoasties]

star stains

Pairing: Haruno Sakura/Kankuro, Previous Haruno Sakura/Nara Shikamaru

Rating: T for swearing and smoking

Word Count: 1.4K

Summary: You can't tether a kite with gossamer threads.

AO3

a/n: It's been a long time since posting and came up with this story super randomly. I feel like in my past work, there was almost a formula, and things felt too similar across fics. Not that this is a huge departure, but I think it feels a little different?? Let me know what you thought, it feels good to be writing again!

“We should end things,” Kankuro says.

Sakura doesn’t stop portioning dried herbs and flower petals into two sachets.

“Why now?” she asks.

He runs a hand over his unpainted face and watches as she measures her handiwork to the gram. 

“It’s just time, I think,” he states simply.

“Can I at least finish my tea?” she asks, placing the silk muslin into two mugs. 

He fills shallow dishes with hard biscuits and listens to the water boil. Taking a seat, he studies the wood grain. They had built it together over the course of a week. He called it an intro to woodworking. She said his previous table--a concrete slab that used to be a workstation--was an abomination. 

In the early days of her diplomacy work, they’d meet at a dusty conference room in the village hospital to discuss a collaboration to share catalogs and samples of plants to advance research. Kankuro wanted total access to the Nara and Aburame libraries and Sakura told him she’d rather milk every spider species native to Suna than tell that to the clan heads.  

But now, she slides into the chair in front of him and sets his mug over an indent he had been meaning to sand over. 

“I want my notes back by the end of the week,” she says idly. “And I want to take the snake venom samples back to Konoha.”

His hair rises, but he ignores the urge to rub the back of his neck.

“You’ll leave?”

Sakura rolls her eyes and Kankuro can’t help the cold sweat that’s bloomed. 

“It’s been 9 months, Kankuro,” she says evenly. “My work here is done.”

“I thought it was done 3 months ago,” he snarks. 

“I was under the impression there’d be more to do.” She takes a sip of her tea and crosses her arms. “Let’s cut the bullshit, you and I both know I’ll win this game.”

He sighs. She’s right. There’s a reason why Gaara’s the Kazekage and Temari's the diplomatic liaison. He’s never really had the patience for roundabout conversations. 

“Out with it,” she snaps impatiently. “What is it this time?”

He grimaces. “It’s the council again. They want me to marry soon and--”

“You said you and your siblings were abandoning tradition after your father’s reign,” Sakura said pointedly. “Gaara said the council’s still scared after he lost his shit during the chunin exams.”

“I always forget he kind of has a sense of humor these days,” Kankuro chuckles wryly to himself. 

Sakura hides her mouth with a biscuit. 

“I’m taking partial credit for that,” she says through bites.

“He’ll miss you, you know.” 

“I’m sure we’ll become great penpals.”

.

Across a three day trek to the east, Shikamaru balances a cigarette between two fingers, comparing it to the clouds above him. 

“Sakura’s coming back soon,” Ino says next to him.

He rummages his flak vest for his lighter and sighs, “It’s about time.”

“She never really loved it out there, you know,” Ino says. 

He hears her start to sharpen kunai, quick and precise like their fathers taught them. 

“I always thought she suited Suna though,” Shikamaru says. “All the reds and oranges of the desert match her hair.” The methodical ringing stops. “And all the poisonous animals for her to have fun with,” he drawls.

“Shikamaru--” 

He interrupts her with a long exhale that she endures unblinking, even as her face three feet away from him becomes shrouded in smoke.

“What you did was fucked up and--”

Shikamaru covers his ears with his hands and groans. It had been nine months and he thought Ino would let it go. It’d been nine months and he figured she’d berated him enough for it. It had been nine months and he couldn’t help that he had felt immediately taken by Temari when she arrived in Konoha, just hours after Sakura had departed.  

“Can’t you let it go,” Shikamaru complains, “Sakura has.”

He listens to the birds rustling in the treetops surrounding them, the quiet buzz of the cicadas, and wonders when the first cool breeze will break through this late summer. 

“Just because she didn’t come straight back to Konoha and beat the shit out of you doesn’t mean she wasn’t hurt,” Ino says. 

He feels the daggers she’s shooting at the back of the head and she picks up her whetstone again. 

“And just because she didn’t come back,” she swipes at her kunai faster, “and beat the shit out of you when Temari broke the news to her instead of you,” Shikamaru burrows his head further into his arms, “doesn’t mean you didn’t obliterate her confidence,” she huffs. “And her heart,” she mutters. 

“I know, Ino” Shikamaru groans, “she sent me a very detailed letter about me being the scourge of the planet and sent a recipe for hair growth.” He drags himself up to a sitting position and grinds his half-smoked cigarette under his boot. 

“I felt like a fucking dick, but I figured she wasn’t that mad since she bothered to send a letter. And we had already ended things.”

Ino groans and throws her kunai to the side. “You’re a fucking moron, Shika.”

“Thank you, Ino.”

“No, I’m serious.” She throws her head back and groans again. “Fuck, give me a cigarette.”

He silently passes her one and holds his silver lighter out. 

“Sasuke,” Ino spits, “joining a terrorist organization really chilled her out,” she snarks. “Unsurprisingly, her appetite for violence was replaced with uhm, what was it again?” she feigns confusion, “right, depression.”

“God, I fucking needed this,” she moans and Shikamaru watches as the tip of the cigarette burns orange and gives away to ash.

Itching for a drag, Shikamaru busies himself with a stray pebble that made its way up to the rooftop.

.

“Look,” Kankuro starts, “Temari’s with Nara--”

Sakura ignores the dull throbbing at the base of her head.

“--and Gaara’s never going to get married, so it’s my responsibility as an heir to continue the lineage.” 

“That’s very selfless of you,” Sakura says. 

Kankuro deflates in his chair. Fights with her have always been like this. Bitter and sharp even though he knows it takes so little for her to smile. He thinks of a dark-haired ronin in his bingo book and the jounin who’s been keeping his sister away for months. 

He pushes away his mug and meets her eyes. Green in a way that would never occur in Suna. 

“I’m sorry I said I love you,” he says. “I know we said this would be casual, but I couldn’t help it.”

She holds his gaze and bridges the gap across the table, taking his hands in hers. Both warmed by the tea and calloused with years of work. 

“Don’t be sorry,” she murmurs, eyes slipping to his shoulder, “this was always going to be the ending.” She squeezes his hands and smiles.

“I love you.” And she says it with the earnestness that won him over in the first place. “I’m glad we met each other.”

.

“Whether she likes it or not--I’m sure she does not like it--Konoha is always going to be home to her,” Ino says, lying back on the rooftop. 

Shikamaru works on dislodging a stick between two shingles.

“You don’t think she’ll follow her mentor’s steps and travel the world?”

“As an alcoholic with a gambling problem?” Ino raises a well groomed brow. 

“Right,” he says. 

She ignores him and flips on her front, resting a cheek on crossed arms. 

“I thought she’d like it out there,” she says, eyes downward. “I thought she’d love bossing people around and teaching the hospital staff and feeling important.” She frowns. “I thought she’d find herself in Suna and maybe stay for a few years or meet someone, or--” she cuts herself off by closing her eyes. 

“I just wanted her to forget about Naruto and Sasuke and you, honestly,” she finishes.

He feigns slumber, but Ino knows better.

“I’ve missed her so much,” she says while rolling her eyes. “I miss her and Tenten and Tsunade and I know even you miss her a little.”

She rolls towards him and splays an arm across his neck. “Ugh, she’s never going to leave the village for some hot foreign shinobi. What a bitch,” she says fondly.

“Such is life,” Shikamaru adds.

“Messy,” Ino counters.

“Hard,” he agrees.

Ino groans, “Troublesome.”

[starakex]

Warden Ingo Cosplay Build Log

Hey Legends Arceus / Submas / Pokémon fans ! I spent two months last year making a Warden Ingo costume because the game made me fall in love with the franchise all over again (and because I love sad amnesia uncle, of course). I'm pretty proud of it, so I thought it'd be fun to share the process here in painstaking details. I've been cosplaying for over a decade now and I learned a bunch from so many defunct cosplay tutorials on this website, so I thought I'd give back. This isn't a guide, persay, but rather a dive into the methods and decisions I picked to complete this project. Any pre-made items or patterns that are available online will be linked! I'll be splitting down each piece of the costume into its own section for easier reading. This is gonna be a long one with a bunch of pictures, so I'd suggest viewing on the blog directly! Without further ado, all aboard!

Station 0: The Guidelines

Before getting into the build itself, I wanted to preface this wall of text with the guidelines I set myself for this project.These core pillars inform a lot of the decision-making, and some people might feel like using this log as reference for their own cosplays, so I thought it'd be good to put them here to explain why I did some stuff the way I did. Comfort first: I knew I was gonna wear it in the summer, and stand around all day at a convention, so it needed to be lightweight and comfortable. (well, as much as a cosplay can be, anyways.) Realism: Ok, that's kinda weird to associate "realism" to a Pokémon costume (unless you're Detective Pikachu I guess), but I wanted to look more natural instead of translating a shiny fancy 3D model straight to real life (nothing against that, it just wasn't my goal). This meant adapting certain elements that only really worked in stylized Pokémon graphics. Be a huge cheapskate: I didn't wanna break the bank with this one, so if I could save money thrifting or reusing stuff I had lying around, I was going to do it. Whenever you see me pull some material out of my ass that wasn't entirely fit for the job, that's why. After putting these down, jotted down a battle plan for the project (basically just a huge compartmentalized list of all the material I expected to need and the steps to complete the costume), and then it was time to get to work.

Station 1: Thrift Shop Pit Stop

I like starting every project with a quick trip to the local thrift stores to see what I can find. I hate sewing pants with a passion, so my priority was to grab some navy suit pants to match the coat's fabric to later. I also found a long sleeve black shirt for Ingo's undershirt, a belt I ended up not using, and lucked out with some excellent clown shoes with removeable insoles. After slapping in my own insoles, replacing the shoelaces and fixing up the pants' button, we were good to go on every element that could be done without any extra work on my end. Moving on.

Station 2: Three Refined Metals For A Hat

I'll be honest here: when I initially planned out the entire project in my notebook, the hat was scary as hell. I had no clear idea how I was going to do it; I didn't really want to buy a similar pre-made hat cause roughing it up would've been stupid hard to get to look right. I figured I could probably make it out of EVA Foam (a certified cosplay classic), but I've never patterned a shape this complex before. Turns out Kamui Cosplay made a foam pattern for the same kinda hat. Score! I purchased the pattern and assembled the hat using 6mm EVA Foam and Contact Cement according to the instructions. I then destroyed some poor polyester cord trim from the bottom of my scrap bin and glued it into the base for the... sticky-outies? The damaged bits. Y'know.

With the base finished, I drafted a pattern for the fabric covering, cut my pieces out of navy twill, sewed it up and slid it over the hat. I did the same for the inside with some cheap black muslin leftovers from another project, glued it all to the base in strategic spots, and then patterned, sewed and glued the band on. Finally, I took my seam ripper and scissors and opened up the seams where the little piles of sad polyester scraps were lining up to free them. With the main part of the hat complete, I cut up a disc of 10mm EVA foam for the insignia, scored the design on with a hobby knife and heated it up to form a bit of a curve. It was then sealed with flexbond, painted and sealed with a clear coat, and glued on! All that was left after this was weathering the hat. It's a little hard to photograph this piece properly, so I'll show the weathering process when we get to the coat.

I apologize for basically pulling a "rest of the fucking owl" here, but honestly a lot of the process was improvising and somehow not destroying the entirety of my progress, so I have no pictures of the hat building process beyond this.

Station 3: Sneasels Ripped My Coat

Ingo's coat started with a heavily modified version of a commercial pattern. Specifically, it's the D Coat from Simplicity's 4789. I could've probably found a pattern closer to the Subway Bosses' coat design, but this one had already been in my pile of "patterns I bought for an abandonned project and will totally use someday, I swear" and it was close enough, so I used it. Modifications included extending the collar, making the coat a little longer in proportion to my body, the sleeves wider at the ends, and adding inner pockets (a cosplayer's best friend). Oh, and the white bias tape on the edges and the orange stripes, of course. You may have noticed I'm not showing the pattern with all the modifications here. That's because as part of the Cheapskate Protocol, I really wanted to use this old Simplicity pattern to save money. A pattern I bought when I was a teen way back when. the misses sized pattern enveloppe. So I had to size up the entire damn thing. The biggest size on this pattern was like 7 inches off my measurements. It's a paper Frankenstein golem. It looks godawful. The actual adjustments to make the pattern Submas-ready are incomprehensible in there. But hey, I saved like 10 dollars! I started by assembling the base coat (undamaged) out of navy twill. I added heavy interfacing in the collar to help it stay up. I considered adding a lining to it to really sell the fact this used to be a modern machine-assembled piece of clothing, but it wouldn't have looked as good with the rips and tears later on. As a bonus, it's one layer less in the fight against heat exhaustion! However, if I were to make this coat for Pre-Eeby-Deebied Ingo, I'd definitively do a lining.

Next step was the stripes! I used some double fold white bias tape to finish the edges of the coat and topstitched the ones on the back of the coat on. I then used the same orange cotton as the hat band for the three orange stripes,which were topstitched on. Cheapskate Protocol made me buy barely enough orange cotton this time around because I was tired of building up the pile in the fabric scrap bin, so I had to improvise to make it work by snipping the bands in strategic spots in order to cover to whole coat properly. It's not like the parts that would be cut off later for the damage would need them, anyways. ✨Optimization✨

After rolling my rock up the hill of a Hell of my own creation, I booted up the game, dragged my avatar to the Ingo enclosure and marveled at the magnificent creature to see where the coat was ripped. I traced a loose guide of the tear designs with washable fabric chalk and crudely cut up the bottom edge, sleeves and collar to have the basic shape down.

All that was left was to add the armband and the buttons. Turns out the only metal buttonsI could find that were big enough were those buttons kits to cover with fabric. Since I wanted to go for realism here (and be able to throw the whole thing in the wash after sweating in it all day), I wanted to avoid crafting them myself. With the main construction done, it was time to do the weathering! ... ... ... OH GOD I FORGOT TO ADD POCKETS

Behold, the world's most awful pockets. Two stupid little bags sewn in such a way you hopefully can't tell from the outside that I completely forgot that I wanted these. They literally only exist so I can have my phone handy at a convention. There's a buttonhole to close it too, I guess. They're shamefully hidden with all my lining-less, raw seam sins. Ok now we can destroy the coat

Station 4: Stinky And Dirty

I mentionned earlier during the hat section that I was going to get back to the weathering process. This is happening now. For the sake of Realism™️, I wanted the damage to look natural in real life, so I had to make it look believable. Luckily this wasn't my first rodeo with the Dirt, so I had plenty of weathering experience under my belt. To break up the awkward scissor cuts from earlier on the edges and fray everything up, I pulled out the sandpaper and started... Sanding the fabric. Might sound weird to some, but a lot of costume makers swear by it. It's also great for ripped jeans (if those are still popular today) and general natural wear. I also refined the shape along the way with scissor to break up any long straight cuts before fraying the edges. I took care to reinforce any newly destroyed seams with a sneaky staystitch so it doesn't unravel in the future. I then mixed up a bunch of different shades of brownish grime with fabric paints (I had black, brown, yellow, orange and green on hand) to dirty the whole thing up. This doesn't look as realistic as some other methods like weathering powders and Just Using Real Dirt, but as mentionned earlier I wanted to be able to just throw it in the washing machine at the end of the day to sanitize it. (If you're interested in actually learning how to weather a costume, this guide is where I started my journey.) I prioritized the ripped edges and any spots where grime would realistically accumulate in over time, like under the edge of the hat band. Paint was dabbed, stippled and rubbed on with whatever garbage tools I could find, which in my case were some old crusty brushes, sponges and toothbrushes I could get really violent with. (brushes were harmed in the making of this costume, but not my good brushes.)

The whole thing was then sealed with heat using a flat iron as per the fabric paint instructions. With the coat done, all of Ingo's old Subway Boss uniform was complete!

Station 5: A Warden's Garb

Next step on the list was making the Pearl Clan uniform. Thankfully, there's a fun little piece of concept art that shows Ingo without his signature coat, so from it we can confirm that his clan outfit has short sleeves (good for the comfort goal) and consists of two pieces: a tunic and some kind of hip sash. I omitted the hood on the tunic because I was realistically never going to wear it up and it would have just bunched up under the coat anyways. Now you'll be painfully aware of that terrible corner cutting truth whenever you scroll down and see photos of the costume. Sorry. I drafted out a quick pattern for both pieces of the clan garb through the power of math for the sash (a couple half circles with another piece for the border) and tracing over a tunic in my wardrobe for the shirt. I assembled a test version out of scrap muslin to make sure it worked properly, then set the pattern aside so I could prepare the fabric. In order to have all of the tunic elements match together, I picked up a bunch of white stretch knit fabric and a bottle of purple synthetic dye so I could reach the shade of dusty lavender I wanted. I measured out two squares of fabric based on the pattern. One square was for the darker border on the waist sash, while the rest was the lighter color for the whole outfit. I boiled water according to the dye instruction and worked on my Fabric Soup.

With the fabric dyed and washed, I cut my pattern pieces out and assembled everything together. Nothing special happened there since the pattern had been tested and adjusted prior to sewing the real deal. Ok, one thing happened actually. My sewing machine absolutely hated how thin this fabric was and kept trying to eat my costume. By the end I was about ready to throw the machine out the window, but things worked out.

It's pretty sneaky and totally not visible on the outside, but the sash is held closed with two snap buttons on the front. It's easily the single jankiest piece of the costume due to the aforementioned attempt by my sewing machine to have fabric dinner. But hey, it works and the jank isn't visible so who caaaares (I care)

Final step for the Pearl Clan outfit was adding the logo on the front. I wasn't sure how I wanted to do this, at first, but to keep the fabric's stretch and keep with the idea that this is a hand-sewn garment from old Hisui, I decided to go with hand embroidery. I grabbed some scrap white cotton, dyed it purple, then cut it out in the shape of the logo. It was then painstakingly applique'd to the tunic by hand with embroidery floss.

With that done, the tunic was completed! It looks absolutely depressing on a coat hanger, but when worn with a belt it's all nice and cozy. As a bonus, it layers with the coat well enough that I don't have to wear a binder under everything to hide obvious boob shapes. Another win for the Comfort team! 👏 With all the sewing done, all that's left is the Warden bracelet and the hair.

Station 6: Noble Sneasler's Cool Bling

Ingo's got a bestie bracelet of his best pal Sneasler, so we gotta make that. The build should be pretty standard to anyone that's made anything out of EVA Foam for a cosplay. I drafted the pieces by referencing the in-game model, cut them out of different thicknesses of the material to create some depth, and glued everything together with contact cement and hot glue. (The main bracelet is 6mm foam, the details are 2mm foam and the black parts for the base of the head and the gem are 4mm foam.) I added an elastic on the wrist to keep the bangle secured to my arm while still being able to easily slip it on and off.

The whole thing was then sealed with flexbond, painted and then sealed with a spray clear coat. Honestly, it was the simplest part of the build and it actually went without a hitch this time around.

With the accessories done, it was now time to get to what I am convinced is every Submas cosplayer's worst nightmare: The Goddamn Hair.

Station 7: The Goddamn Hair

There's a lot of artists credited as character designers in the credits of Pokémon Black & White (2010). This means I can't figure out who to blame for Ingo and Emmet's stupid sideburns that make absolutely no sense in the real world. Instead we're just going to scream at the heavens and find a solution to the geometric flaps. Another fun fact: I'm awful at wigs. Like absolutely awful. I understand the methods involved, but I'm stupid bad at applying that knowledge on an expensive mop of plastic hair I don't want to ruin. So I did some research to figure out how people were making the twins' hair on their own cosplay. Everyone did a great job, but it wasn't really the effect I was looking for, so I decided to start from scratch. Because, you see, I was going to completely avoid styling a wig. I've always interpreted the art as them having some sick sideburns/muttonchops. (This art piece by waltias on twitter was posted like a week after I finished my cosplay and I felt so so validated in my interpretation) I also love Makeup FXs, so I thought "hey, I can look up beard makeup tutorials." I ended up with two ideas: either I could buy crepe wool hair in grey and glue the fibers to my face individually every time I put the costume on, or I could make a reuseable prosthetic. I'm a lazy piece of garbage that likes doing things once so prosthetic it was. I mean, I know how to ventilate wig lace. It'll be reusable and take 4 minutes to apply. Smart! I got the Jett in Light Grey from Arda Wigs, a ventilating hook, matching wefts and the lace. I had a plan, I was ready, it was going to look great. And then I spent 40 hours tying individual strands of plastic hair on a wig lace mesh. For a total surface area of maybe 3 square inch.

(Pictured above: A Fool.) It was hell. I might've incurred a stress injury from the process and then had to let it rest for a week because I did it all over a couple days. Would I recommend doing it? If you're patient, sure. I love the result. But this was, by far, the worst part of the entire project. 40 hours. The entire coat took me like 6 hours. 40 fucking hours.

After painstakingly tying individual hairs to a mesh and realizing I might've reached the Ninth Circle of Hell along the way, I took my couple squares of ventilated wefts and trimmed them to the proper length. The result was awesome, and I don't regret it at all. It looks exactly how I pictured the idea of sideburns would look like. But it also took 40 hours of me just tying some fucking hair to a mesh. Maybe there was a better solution, but there's so little ressources about the process online that I just went with the methods I could find, really. I pray someone starts offering squares of pre-ventilated wig lace someday so no one else has to suffer like I did. As a sidenote, I didn't even bother with the balding hair since I wasn't gonna go through all the effort of heavily modifying a wig and wearing a bald cap if I wasn't even gonna take the hat off.

40 hours.

Station 8: Bits And Bobs From Under the Subway Bench

Honestly, after the absolute nightmare I went through making the sideburns and goatee, The final touches were a cakewalk. After all, the costume is complete! What's next? Warden Ingo uses Pokéballs like a cool guy, so I wanted one. I usually make pretty much everything myself for costumes because it's fun, but after the ventilating adventure I just wanted to rest. I'd been following NisuzCraft's work for a while now, and I loved the wood grain effect on their Hisuian Pokéballs. I wholeheartedly recommend them, their work is awesome.

As a final touch, I grabbed some red cord I had lying around from a previous project to craft a little loop to hook my convention badge onto. I don't really like having the badge show up on photos, so it was a clean way to have it easily accessible while having it be easy to slide out of sight. I based the idea off of the knotted ropes the Galaxy Team member hang their Pokéballs from on their uniforms.

Lastly, though it's not necessarily part of the costume itself, I made an overly indulgent ita bag panel for the first con I took Warden Ingo out to. The collection's grown since then, but here it is:

Chandelure: JellyBearDesigns Ingo & Lady Sneasler: AstroTeenyArts Warden Ingo, Emmet&Ingo Duo: Cynniarts Ingo & Emmet with fingers crossed, Hanging Ingo, Emmet & Warden Ingo: Zhampip Rubber Straps: Official Pokémon Mate Merch Go show them some love!

Terminus: You Have Reached Hisui Station

So, first con wearing Warden Ingo came and went. What's the verdict? Pretty great experience, honestly. It was relatively comfortable to wear despite record heat in the middle of summer. The only real issue was that having a wig and a hat together trapped heat real bad, therefore some wig breaks were needed. I also initially used spirit gum to stick the facial hair on, and I struggled to remove the residue afterwards from the lace mesh, so now I just use body tape to keep it on. Nothing broke, nothing hurt, so I'd say it was a success! I haven't had to modify or repair anything for the future, so I'm very proud of the results. To anyone who read this Build Log to the very end, thank you so, so much for your interest. I hope this may have given you some insight into the process; especially if this helps your in future cosplay projects! If you don't cosplay, I hope it was still an entertaining read.

Hoping to see more wonderful Submas cosplays in the future!

[vintagefashionplates]

1862 Wood Engraving Victorian Spring Dresses Godey's Fashion Plate

This is an original 1862 two-page (one page, double-sided) hand-tinted color in-text wood engraving of the latest spring fashions for Victorian ladies for 1862: a mauve silk dress with squares set on of a lighter shade, bordered with black velvet, and a hat trimmed with black lace, violets, and violet ribbon; an Azurline blue silk skirt and muslin Garibaldi shirt, the boy's suit is of mineral gray poplin, trimmed with rose sublime velvet with belt and necktie to match, and a gray straw hat trimmed with rose sublime velvet and plume; a spring silk dress with flounces and quilling of a darker shade and a Leghorn bonnet, trimmed with straw and green ribbon; and a promenade dress of silk, trimmed with ruches and bows of ribbon, and a straw hat suitable for a watering place.

[pursuitseternal]

Introducing “Reduced to Ash:” my first forbidden Silmarillion ship 💠💎💠

Summary: Barely surviving his battle against the forces of Melkor, Fëanor is brought on the brink of death to the House of Healing in Doriath. Galadriel feels compelled to care for her uncle, tending to his every need. Feeling her true passion fanning to life once more. Discovering again who she once was, under his expert guidance, of course.

Fëanor x Artanis | Galadriel|Explicit

Chapter 1 coming soon…

“You are not dead yet, Uncle,” I breathed as I crossed to his bedside. Before I knew it, my body had seated in the chair that waited beside him, my hand resting softly on bandaged surface of his arm.

Skepticism bit in the stare that he met with mine, an ironic raise of his brow. “I know what they breathed as they left, those healers. I won’t last the night, they say.”

“They don’t know what family can do for one another,” I gripped my hand into his, feeling the heat of his burns through the strips of muslin.

“Hmm,” he gave me an unimpressed noise. As if what I had said had set him thinking. “And what is that exactly?”

“I won’t leave your side tonight,” I breathed. Heart aching at the thought that one lingering flame of familial love could soon be gutted out. “Whatever you ask of me, I will do it for you.”

His lips danced in a curious motion, flitting between a smile of pleasantries and a smirk of predatory gleam. “I would be most in your debt, Artanis,” he wheezed, his breath turning to a bout of coughing that wracked his body under my touch.

“It’s Galadriel,” I corrected. Not thinking. Impulsive. What had come over me, I wondered before I shoved that tendency for agency back into the ashes where I had buried it.

His raven brows furrowed, a snap to his gaze and a clench of his jaw. “You would take a Sindarin name, little niece?”

“It… it was given by my betrothed.”

His face twitched in dissatisfaction or was it disgust. “Well, it does not suit you, Artanis,” his voice rumbled lower, a groan as he shifted to sit even higher. “If this is how you wish to aid me in my healing, then you will surely drive my fiery spirit to Mandos’ care quickly.” His head turned, as if those clear blue eyes could no longer bear to look upon me.

Blaming @marimosalad and @cliffdivingsblog for this dead dove Silm ship I enjoy riding now too.

[cheeriecherrymain]

Me: Mother, we should dress the baby up for halloween.

Mother: She's not even four months old yet, she doesn't need candy.

Me: I didn't say anything about candy???

Mom: But then why dress her up?

Me:....You know, just because you've dressed up two babies before now, doesn't mean that it's not still fun >:C

Mom: I've dressed up two babies before, which means I already know how much this one is going to squirm and fuss when she gets uncomfortable.

Me:

Mom:

Me: But-

Mom: You already bought a costume, didn't you?

Me: YES, look at it, it's a little pumpkin overalls set, with a matching hat-

Mom: She'll be too hot-

Me: I considered that when I bought the fabric. It's made out of muslin, so depending on what the weather is like, we can put it on her as just clothes, or we can get her cozy with something warmer underneath.

Mom:

Me:

Mom: You made this?

Me: Yes. the costumes at the store are scratchy and they smell weird.

Mom: ....we should try it on her to make sure it fits...

Me: I mean, it's pretty loose already. I wanted her to be able to wiggle around if she wanted to. Plus I added some extra snaps in case we needed some extra room, or she decided to get significantly bigger in the next month.

Mom: Honey, I'm saying that I would like to put the baby in the pumpkin suit right this very second, because it's very cute.

Me: Oh. Okay! I think Dad has her?

[le-loup-et-lion]

This black velvet evening dress was worn by Jane Johnstone (1803-1847), niece of William Jardine founder of Hong Kong merchants Jardine, Matheson & Co.

The wide neckline and short sleeves of the dress are typical of fashionable evening wear of the mid 1820s. Although it retains remnants of the high-waisted, neo-classical shape popular at the beginning of the century, its construction shows the move towards the lower waists and fuller skirts of the 1850s. The use of velvet demonstrates the trend for more sumptuous fabrics after the dominance of cotton and muslin in the previous two decades.

The death of Princess Charlotte, the only child of George IV, in childbirth in 1817 plunged the whole country into mourning and set the high standards for mourning dress of this period. Fabrics such as silk and velvet were too shiny to be worn for the first stages of mourning, however, official mourning guidelines issued by the Lord Chamberlain decreed that black velvets and silks were permissible in the third and final stage. This dress would have been worn with an evening turban, long gloves and a pelisse cloak, often lined with chinchilla fur. It is likely that it was a gift from William Jardine and was worn when mourning the death of Jane Johnstone's grandmother, Elizabeth Johnstone who died in 1825.

-Via The V&A Museum

On children's roles in mourning:

From the perspective of costume, children were required to follow the stages of mourning and wear the appropriate garments and also attend funerals. For twelve months, children were required to mourn a parent, with the first six months in dull black or crepe to show deepest mourning. For the following three months of this period, the Ordinary mourning phase meant that they could wear black silk without crepe. For the final three months, children were allowed to wear half mourning colours. In General Court mourning periods, children wore mourning according to the mandated requirements, as well as for all relatives.

During this post-1760 period, girls would wear plain silk or muslin dresses with wide sashes. Boys wore ‘skeleton’ suits with soft falling frilled collars. Under the age of six, white dresses were acceptable for boys and girls, even under deepest mourning.

Throughout the 19th century, black was still the standard of mourning, particularly for children over six, and highly required for girls. Boys would have worn white dresses trimmed with black until the age of breeching (four to six). Breeching was when a small boy wore dresses before wearing breeches or trousers and was considered more of a rite of passage, rather than an eventuality.

Mourning regulation went through different permeations in the 19th century and became longer and more rigid. It was on the 7th of November, 1817 upon the death of Princess Charlotte that Lord Chamberlain ordered official Court mourning: ‘the Ladies to wear black bombazines, plain muslins or long lawn crape hoods, shammy shoes and gloves and crape fans. The Gentlemen to wear black cloth without buttons on the sleeves or pockets, plain muslin or long lawn cravats and weepers [white cuffs] shammy shoes and gloves, crape hatbands and black swords and buckles.’ For undress wear, dark grey frock coats were permissible. The Second stage was decreed two months later, with the allowance of black silk fabric, fringed or plain linen, white gloves, black shoes, fans and tippets, white necklaces and earrings, grey or white lusterings, damasks or tabbies and lightweight silks for undress wear. Men’s dress was unchanged. The third stage allowed women to wear black silk and velvet, coloured buttons, fans and tippets and plain white, silver or gold combination coloured stuff with black ribbons. Men could wear white, gold or silver brocaded waistcoats with black suits. The rules set by Lord Chamberlain crossed Europe, the United States (from the 1860s / 70s) and colonial territories, but Court mourning was longer than General mourning. General mourning was growing in popularity due to the accessibility of mourning costume and the cost.

-Via The Art of Mourning

[its-poojagupta-shree]

In the world of fashion, the allure of ethnic wear for women remains timeless. From the elegance of kurtis to the sophistication of suits, these traditional ensembles have transcended generations and continue to be an integral part of every woman’s wardrobe. In this comprehensive guide, we will delve into the rich tapestry of women’s ethnic dress, exploring the various styles, fabrics, and occasions that make them a cherished choice for both everyday wear and special events.

[redwhiteandroyalr]

2023 Project: Alex’s bomber jacket

One of my goals for this year is to get back in to sewing, so I figured why not jump in the deep end and try making the bomber jacket Alex wears on election night?

Have I ever made a jacket before? No. Have I sewed anything in years? Also no.

Goal: complete the jacket before the movie is released (or before the end of the year)

Current progress: Fabric samples have arrived and I either don’t like them or they won’t suit the look I’m going for so I’m ordering some new ones, muslin for a mock-up has arrived, sewing machine is set up in my apartment (for the first time since I moved!), and getting ready to practice cuffs and zippers on a sweatshirt to jacket mod this weekend.

[bhavanalohar]

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[bxbridaltailor]

Embrace Elegance The Beauty of Custom-Made and Tailor-Made Wedding Dresses

For many brides, the wedding dress represents a personal dream, a symbol of beauty, and a cherished keepsake. Choosing a custom-made or tailor-made wedding dress allows brides to transform their vision into reality with a gown that reflects their unique style and personality. Unlike off-the-rack options, custom and tailor-made dresses are designed from scratch to fit every curve perfectly, crafted with precision and attention to detail.

Why Choose a Custom-Made Wedding Dress?

A custom-made wedding dress Stanmore is the ultimate expression of individuality. Created from the ground up based on the bride's preferences, a custom gown allows for complete control over the design elements. Brides can choose everything from the fabric and silhouette to the neckline, train length, and intricate details like lace or beadwork. This process allows brides to create a gown that aligns with their vision for the big day, whether it’s a classic ballgown, a vintage-inspired lace dress, or a modern, minimalist look.

Unlike standard dresses that require alterations to achieve the right fit, a custom-made dress is tailored specifically to the bride’s measurements. This precise fit provides both comfort and elegance, allowing the bride to move freely and feel beautiful from every angle.

The Process of Creating a Tailor-Made Wedding Dress

Creating a tailor-made wedding dress starts with a consultation, where the bride and tailor discuss ideas, preferences, and inspiration. This initial phase is all about defining the bride's vision, often supported by design sketches, fabric swatches, and samples. Tailors use their expertise to suggest styles and materials that will best complement the bride’s body shape, skin tone, and personality.

Once the design is confirmed, the tailor takes detailed measurements to ensure a perfect fit. A trial dress or "muslin" may be created, allowing for adjustments to the shape and fit before working with the final fabric. This step-by-step process guarantees that the finished dress will meet the bride’s expectations and reflect her individuality. The final fittings focus on refining the details, such as embellishments, hemming, and structure, ensuring that every element of the dress aligns with the bride’s vision.

Benefits of Choosing a Custom or Tailor-Made Gown

Custom and tailor-made dresses offer a level of personalization that is hard to match. Some key benefits include:

Perfect Fit: The gown is made precisely to the bride's measurements, eliminating the need for extensive alterations and providing a natural, comfortable fit.

Unique Design: Custom dresses allow brides to incorporate unique design elements, such as special fabrics, vintage lace, or intricate embroidery that may not be available in ready-to-wear options.

High-Quality Materials: With a tailor-made dress, brides can select premium materials, ensuring that the gown not only looks stunning but feels luxurious and durable.

Memorable Experience: The process of designing and fitting a custom dress is a memorable journey, one that brides often cherish as part of their wedding experience. Working closely with a tailor allows brides to see their vision take shape, creating a sense of anticipation and excitement.

Tailor-Made Wedding Dresses for All Styles and Themes

Whether the wedding is a grand formal affair or an intimate outdoor celebration, a custom-made dress can be crafted to suit any setting or theme. Brides can choose from a wide range of fabrics and silhouettes, such as elegant satin for a traditional look, flowy chiffon for a bohemian style, or delicate lace for a vintage feel. Tailors can incorporate unique details like custom embroidery or hidden pockets, creating a dress that is not only beautiful but also practical.

Custom-made dresses also provide an ideal solution for brides with specific design needs, such as a longer train, additional support, or a removable skirt. This adaptability allows for greater flexibility, enabling the bride to create a gown that transitions seamlessly from ceremony to reception.

Making a Lasting Investment

While custom-made wedding dresses may require a larger budget than off-the-rack options, they offer lasting value. Custom gowns are typically crafted with higher-quality materials and superior craftsmanship, resulting in a garment that can withstand time and be cherished for years to come. Some brides even choose to preserve their custom dresses as family heirlooms, adding sentimental value to an already meaningful piece.

A custom-made or tailor-made wedding dress is more than just attire—it’s a personal expression and a cherished memory. For brides seeking elegance, authenticity, and a perfect fit, a custom gown offers unmatched benefits. By investing in a dress that is uniquely theirs, brides can look forward to walking down the aisle in a piece that celebrates their individuality, creating a stunning silhouette and lasting memories.