DARQ: Well, Catherine, and all you have dropped by this past year and in previous years, it is once again time for me to go home to my husband and children. As the sign indicates, I’ll be back October 1 to resume diplomatic relations with Planet Earth. Of course, the running joke with this blog is that I’m a shoe-aholic and love bling. The above photo is misleading. There’s plenty of bling on my shoes. Let me just lift my pant legs a bit —
So I’ll see you all come fall! Have a great summer, Catherine.
CATHERINE: Have a safe journey home!
NOTE TO SEWERS: The fabric is faux-suede. The “flower sprays” are iron-ons. The larger daisies are sewn down. The blouse is a cotton print. Nothing fancy, but all of it is comfortable wear — and very travel worthy!
Stop back October 1 and greet Darq when she returns for another season of fashionable outfits and gala events!
NOTE TO SEWERS – the jacket is a circle folded back and has arm holes. The flowery trim is a self-adhesive I found in a bargain bin – and I used all three yards on the spool because the trim went on the inside and outside of the jacket. The pants are linen. The purse opens and is actually a charm that could have gone on a bracelet.
CATHERINE: And the same to you, Darq. Oh, my, I know where you are in the world!
DARQ (with a puzzle frown gracing her brow): You can’t possibly know where.
CATHERINE: Okay, I can’t precisely know where you’re at, but I know it’s got something to do with the tropics.
DARQ: How can you tell?
CATHERINE: First, your sign has palm fronds on it. Secondly, you’re not wearing “winter-wear.” Third — the water in the frog pond isn’t frozen, and there’s a giant frog sitting on the edge of the pond. Man, that’s some frog!
DARQ chuckles, then says: You missed the leprechaun behind the hat.
CATHERINE: Did not. And just why does he have his hands behind his back?
DARQ: Magic! All this is his magic to put me ankle deep in shamrocks and greenery so I would have a sensational picture to send to you. Just look down —
CATHERINE mutters something about blinged out shoes covered in bling before saying: You’re in such good spirits. Any chance you’re tipsy on green beer?
DARQ stifles the urge to laugh: Not yet, but the party’s only just beginning. I have to go. Have a great St. Pat’s Day!
NOTE TO SEWERS: Darq’s pants and the darker green trim on her top are corduroy. The green top has a V-yoke with a 4-leaf clover decal. Nothing fancy but Darq is a-wearing GREEN!
Darq will be off somewhere in the world for Easter. Stop back and see what she’s wearing .
CATHERINE: Now just who’s behind that little ol’ hat?
Why it’s — Darq!
DARQ: Hi, Catherine, and yes, it is me. Don’t you just love the hat?
CATHERINE: Being a Red Hatter, of course I love a blinged out hat!
DARQ: Can’t stay to chat, the tea’s being served out on the lawn. Some lawn! It’s as big as your front corn field. They’ve got long rows of tables filled with cleverly crafted and brightly colored mignardises (which they tell me is another name for petit fours) and a whole bunch of tiny sandwiches on six-tiered platter towers. Gotta go!
CATHERINE: What? Go? Without showing off your shoes?
DARQ: Oh, right. They’re not too fancy, but they are comfortable and practical for traipsing on grass. (Darq lifts the hem of her dress to reveal — )
DARQ: Now, I really must go! (And she dodges the hearts strewn about the walkway to the gates and onto the lawn.)
DARQ: Happy New Year 2019! As you can see, the midnight hour was a gay one and this mansion’s filled with streamers and confetti!
CATHERINE: What’s that horn-like thing against the wall?
DARQ: It’s not a horn but a cannon, well sort of a cannon. (Darq chuckles.)
CATHERINE: What do you mean by sort of a cannon?
DARQ (who stifles her chuckles): It was filled with streamers and confetti. When they hit the blast button, it went off with a POOF, not a BANG. Most of the streamers just plopped out. So funny! Oh, and I have been getting awesome compliments on my outfit! The fabric is so fluid and drapes like a dream. Thank you for making it for me.
CATHERINE: You’re very welcome, Darq. So tell me, did anyone remark on your shoes?
DARQ: I doubt anyone even noticed them, but that was the point, wasn’t it? — not to have my shoes distract from the impact of the outfit?
CATHERINE: Oh, definitely! So, go, enjoy the party —
DARQ: And breakfast and the New Year’s Day Parade?
CATHERINE: Exactly. See you when you get back to the farm.
Note to Sewers: This is another Erte-inspired outfit for Darq. It’s also the easiest one I’ve ever created. Here’s the original sketch—
The fabric is gold crepe satin, underlined with tulle (which made making the hems look nicer without creating bulk that would keep the crepe from draping well. The actual Erte design was for a 2-piece pajama outfit, with the jacket having the sleeves laced to the jacket. Since I didn’t have such small grommets available, I sewed the sleeve in, then laced gold cord over the seam and topped the jacket side with gold beads (mimicking the grommets). As to the culottes— Darq got pants because the original culottes had slippers incorporated. Yeah, slippers, and those slippers had soles of multi-colored woven straw! That’s way beyond my couture abilities. Also, I didn’t include initials on the jacket nor put in a pocket on Darq’s pants. For the curious, the jacket pattern is just two big rectangles with a back seam and the front opening. The sleeves go in along the top edge (shoulder seam). I truly enjoyed making this project (but I certainly did not enjoy tying those itty-bitty front ties!).
DARQ: I’m enjoying a winter wonderland Christmas. Best gift I got from Catherine is my newest blinged out shoes!
CATHERINE: Be sure to stop back on New Year’s Day to see the new Erte-inspired gown Darq will be wearing.
***NOTE TO SEWERS from Catherine: I was inspired to make Darq’s tunic from a picture of a sweatshirt that had such a ribbon-bow configuration. The striped tunic Darq wears is a cotton stripe. The pants are sparkly white denim (the photo doesn’t do the sparkles justice).
DARQ: Greetings Catherine — hope you’re having a better Thanksgiving than I am.
CATHERINE: What? Oh, right. Freezing weather for the northeast and the winds might mean the balloons won’t fly for the Macy Parade.
DARQ: It’s not about the parade or the weather. It’s that some ashraf — some idiot — overbooked me for this day.
CATHERINE: What do you mean?
DARQ: Remember me telling you I needed an outfit that could weather me traveling to two different locations?
CATHERINE: You said the outfit had to go from cold to hot climes, but as usual, you and the Men in Black never tell me exactly where in the world you’re going, security and all that.
DARQ: Right. Well, instead of breakfast and freeze-my-butt-off at the parade and then travel to a sit-down dinner in the tropics, I’ve done breakfast — Turkey and eggs, who knew, and—
CATHERINE: You’re digressing.
DARQ: Right. Sorry. Okay, I leave the breakfast and then found myself detoured to a Friendsgiving Brunch sponsored by Ambassador — never mind who — that included twenty turkey dishes from twenty different nations, plus a dessert buffet of at least a hundred different kinds of miniature fruit pies and sweets.
CATHERINE: And you sampled and sampled?
DARQ: Of course! Everything was wonderful. But if I had known about the rest of the day, well —
CATHERINE: You wouldn’t have chowed down so enthusiastically?
DARQ: Exactly. I’m now en route to a brunch, then the parade, then a Post Parade celebration. A couple hours later, the MIBs will whisk me off to a Thanksgiving High Tea! Followed by a late afternoon-early-evening buffet, and then, finally, finally, I’ll end up at the sit-down dinner.
CATHERINE: I’m guessing turkey will be the main course at all of the events, along with pumpkin pies?
CATHERINE: As the sign you’re standing beside says, give thanks with a grateful heart.
DARQ mutters something under her breath that sounds like Wysotti profanity, then says: Don’t remind me. And, yes, I am grateful for all the wonderful people I’ve met and befriended in my role as my world’s ambassador here on your planet. But if I don’t partake of what’s offered at these Thanksgiving events, people will likely consider me rude and not very thankful. By the time I get back to your farm, I will be one over-stuffed turkey!
CATHERINE (stifling chuckles): You could just peck at your food.
DARQ: Yeah, right. Look, I must go. See you tomorrow – Happy Thanksgiving.
****** Darq will blog again for Christmas, so if you’d like to be notified of her activities, follow this blog.
CATHERINE: Hmmmm. Darq, the notorious shoe-a-holic, got so upset with the events of the day that she didn’t mention her shoes. Not that they were all that fancy. Ah, well, she might make up for the oversight in her Christmas post. Lastly, here’s —