I am so very in love with this dress pattern.
And, of course, its vintage-inspired styling.
I am learning to sew, you see--learning to distract myself and focus on something apart from words (because words have become both a solace and a tool of this worrying thing--a form of escape as easily as a form of restriction). I haven't--yet--perfected stitching, or cutting, or pinning--but I will get there. Because where I lack skill and talent and instinct, I most certainly do cherish my optimism--however much it sometimes wavers.
(The dress is made using this Colette pattern--and maybe, just maybe, I'll one day make it).