Turque(ish) Delight

 I had a wonderful invitation to a Bastille Day/Birthday party for a dear friend.
 Let's call it a Birthille day party. I thought it would be the perfect time to try out a little Turque jacket, from scraps. You've seen these little jackets, not a Pierrot not a caraco, sort of a transitional affair with stripes and a tail, not unlike a platypus.

Confusion and dangerous times, with dagged sleeves.

I had a small stash of hoarded scraps in a pretty color with just enough to eek out a pair of dagged sleeves. I set to work.

 I used it ALL.

With a little frankenpatterning of the JP Ryan Anglaise pattern, I managed to eek out a fake "zone" front and sleeves. I cut out the front stripe and treated it as one with the aqua silk. Not the way I have seen it done on extant garments, but I'm telling a story here!

I love the sleeve on this pattern, I used the upper part and just added the dags. Then I treated the over/undersleeve as one. HA who knows... I think maybe the answer is lost to time. ;)

It was all coming together, an easy sew and a fun one. No big problems to unravel, SWEET.

No corset on the dummy so it looks a little crumpled, but golden tassels!

Fleur de lis buttons, Citizen? Perhaps my commitment to the Revolution isn't what it should be.

Fancy paste buckle, just waiting to be used.

I was sick as a dog. I had spent the preceding Wednesday at the ER with my mom and her terrible stomach flu. No good deed goes unpunished and I was laid low, very low. I laid on the sofa, barely able to open my eyes and felt like the only kid not at an epic party.

On the positive side, I have a new jacket waiting to be worn.
Such cold, cold comfort.

Ever Your Thimble Servant,

Miss Brilliantine