Costume College 2015 summary
Aug. 3rd, 2015 07:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sakon76So, there was Costume College. And this year was a bit more stressful beforehand than others, because not only was I teaching the most classes I've ever taught there (four, over three days), but two of them I'd never taught before. Also, for the first time in several years, I was staying onsite. Making this the first time I've been away from Squiddle for more than ten hours. Plus I was also making a quilt top for my quilt guild's whisper challenge. And taking a serger class Thursday nights, and running Squiddle around to his groups and classes three days a week....
But it all managed to get done. Wednesday I dug through my costume bins, found three that still fit me, and packed them for weekend wear. I hied myself off to Woodland Hills Thursday night, and had a wonderful weekend. Not too many people asked to take my picture (fairly plain medieval garb versus all the frilly Victorians wandering around; I was decidedly a sparrow among parrots), but I felt better for being garbed this year. And the two classes I'd taught before went fairly well.
The two new classes... well, the one with a Powerpoint presentation ran into technical issues when laptop-chan decided to finish installing updates and reboot in the middle of the lecture. I soldiered on and eventually it finished and I caught up in my slides.
The other mishap was my own fault. I put together 15 packets for the basic embroidery class, and 10 for the blackwork embroidery class. It should have been the other way around. Fortunately, the classes happened in that order, so once the blackwork class started and I figured the mistake out, I was able to cannibalize the leftover embroidery packets....
Elsewise, the Friday night social was stressful. I did go out with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
theladyrebecca, my roommate fairegoddess, and seven others for dinner on Saturday, but skipped out on the Gala in favor of a little swimming and the hotel's spa. And Sunday was almost entirely teaching; three of my four classes were on that day. So I only managed a quick trawl through the Bargain Bazaar that morning, and wasn't able to come back when prices hit $5-for-a-garbage-bag-full. Probably for the best, as it means I donated a hell of a lot more than I bought.
(Grand spending total: $12 at the Bazaar, for mostly books and vintage crochet magazines, and $13 for a Decades of Style pattern. My Sunday wear was another Decades of Style pattern.)
And today I've spent putting together a backing for that black/orange crane quilt, and after Squiddle goes to bed in just over an hour, Imma gonna lay that sucker out and baste it. I need to get it quilted and bound by the 11th.
But it all managed to get done. Wednesday I dug through my costume bins, found three that still fit me, and packed them for weekend wear. I hied myself off to Woodland Hills Thursday night, and had a wonderful weekend. Not too many people asked to take my picture (fairly plain medieval garb versus all the frilly Victorians wandering around; I was decidedly a sparrow among parrots), but I felt better for being garbed this year. And the two classes I'd taught before went fairly well.
The two new classes... well, the one with a Powerpoint presentation ran into technical issues when laptop-chan decided to finish installing updates and reboot in the middle of the lecture. I soldiered on and eventually it finished and I caught up in my slides.
The other mishap was my own fault. I put together 15 packets for the basic embroidery class, and 10 for the blackwork embroidery class. It should have been the other way around. Fortunately, the classes happened in that order, so once the blackwork class started and I figured the mistake out, I was able to cannibalize the leftover embroidery packets....
Elsewise, the Friday night social was stressful. I did go out with
theladyrebecca, my roommate fairegoddess, and seven others for dinner on Saturday, but skipped out on the Gala in favor of a little swimming and the hotel's spa. And Sunday was almost entirely teaching; three of my four classes were on that day. So I only managed a quick trawl through the Bargain Bazaar that morning, and wasn't able to come back when prices hit $5-for-a-garbage-bag-full. Probably for the best, as it means I donated a hell of a lot more than I bought.(Grand spending total: $12 at the Bazaar, for mostly books and vintage crochet magazines, and $13 for a Decades of Style pattern. My Sunday wear was another Decades of Style pattern.)
And today I've spent putting together a backing for that black/orange crane quilt, and after Squiddle goes to bed in just over an hour, Imma gonna lay that sucker out and baste it. I need to get it quilted and bound by the 11th.
