The dress has been through a few transformations this week. The original pattern is short sleeved but I wanted to try it with long. Something to do with being held or hugged I think. Arms crossed in front or behind suggested withholding or maybe inability to hold. I intentionally made them too long and after tacking them on decided against it. It's probably the biggest ugliest thing I ever made and I not sure how I feel about it but sometimes you have to keep going and hope.
I'm following my bliss.